Salem, Oregon's crusty dread-mulleted doomsayers Vault Dweller unleash this sludgy behemoth of an album out into the arid wastes, radiating deadly hate and face-melting tongue-in-cheek humor. The music is a hybrid of stoner mid-temp swagger and chaotic blastbeat hardcore, with lyrical subjects such as mutation, human extinction, and the hilariouly to-the-point "Thunderdome." Not the most distinctive or memorable album, as most of the songs sound interchangeable, but there's a good bit of wit and panache on display for those willing to listen.Two men enter. One man leaves.
Also I think the last song may be about "Waterworld."
ReplyDeleteGood band. I was fortunate enough to snag a copy of this via Deathsmile last year. Despite what you said, I find the riffs on this album pretty memorable.
ReplyDeleteAdmittedly, I may not have fully absorbed the album quite yet. Heady, busy days in the Swamp lately, as demonstrated by my infrequent and hurried posting schedule.
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