Smother Magazine

Waves of psychedelic rock wash your bloated corpse up onto distant shores. You wake up as a zombie, desperate for death and release from this undead state. “Eat the Low Dogs” slowly plays in the distance and you find your inhuman feet slowly marching to the beat towards the sound. When you get to your destination, you cannot hope but notice the cascading guitars and airy effects that mingle with the multiple layers, layers that barely mask the descending steps into the seven hells. Dusty melodies bask in the glory alongside synthesizers and theremin. Imagine Red Sparowes on LSD, for a week, with nothing but songwriting to occupy their time. Heavy space rock, defined, despite their holiday inspired moniker, US Christmas. Very fitting that they landed on the Neurot Recordings label.