Pops’ music ain’t dead

Much of this generation’s first exposure to music came via our father’s CD collections. They sat us down and explained the importance of Les Paul and Marshall Amplifiers, told us about the temporary heaven on Earth that was Woodstock, and cautioned us of the infamous “man” who eventually makes nearly everyone sell out.

We were raised on a diet of Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin albums. Rock ’n’ roll was for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Black Mountain is a blast from that very past, melting all of Dad’s favorites into an explosive combination of classic rock and metal. 

The nostalgia of “Wilderness Heart” brings back the raw distortion and fuzz of a bygone era while being attentive enough to employ all the tricks that worked way-back-when.
Stephen McBean’s voice, raspy and rough, pleases even the most skeptical classic-rock enthusiasts while the rest of the group shreds as if it’s 1979.

Get this album for the folks, if nothing else, because it’s not a tired theme to them, yet.