Three guesses as to what
Bongzilla
is all about. Mean 'n' green bludgeon
rock
, '70s style, is the name of the game with
Gateway
,
's second full-length, which doesn't even try to separate itself from the overused
stoner rock
tag. Regardless,
proves that there's plenty of hemp-fueled joy in sludgeville, derivative as it may be, sounding like a cross between
Sleep
's drowsy,
Black Sabbathy
meanderings and
Electric Wizard
/
Burning Witch
-style gut-curdling, muddy sludge. Still, the almighty riffs come down the pipe big, fat, and greasy for
"Keefmaster,"
"Greenthumb,"
and the ridiculously titled eight-minute skull-crusher
"666lb. Bongsession,"
with vocalist
Muleboy
sounding like a particularly nasty, hissing, bucktoothed rodent trying to claw his way out from under a mountain of feedback and lumbering caveman drums. Fun as
may be, the novelty wears off after realizing that
's epic Mary Jane tirade
Jerusalem
tossed the last shovelful of dirt on the genre's coffin five years prior, being more certifiably insane and, um, ludicrous than
's middle-of-the-road approach. The album is still worth a few spins for the massiveness of its riffs and production, especially for fans of the green machine genre, but more selective purveyors of
metal
will find that the buzz wears off quickly. ~ John Serba