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Fatso Jetson – Live at Maximum Festival

Review

Fatso Jetson

Live at Maximum Festival

Genre
LP
Label
Go Down Records
Datum
11.05.2014
Autor
King Kraut
8 /10
When the desert rock stalwart FATSO JETSON rocked the Maximum Festival in Treviso last year, the locals from Go Down Records (with personnel overlaps with the equally rocky OJM being intentional) seized the opportunity and hit "record".

A total of eight tracks, stretched over three-quarters of an hour, likely provide a good overview of what the band understands as their signature sound in 2013. This sound is firmly rooted in stoner rock with its own influences and stylistic devices, but unlike what I usually know from that corner, this is much more varied. That means: The sound is once again fat, as the band name suggests, with no chance of missing a note when the elephant walks into the rock disco. They take a riff and hammer away at it extensively, interspersed with gritty to psychedelic solo wailing. Overall, the band does not rely solely on the audience being so broad that they don't notice when the same piece echoes from the stage in slight variations; there is plenty of variety not only between the tracks but also within them. And that makes the album interesting for me. All sorts of ideas that have enriched rock over the years are present here as well. Sure, they all have the blues, the stoners, but punk, psych, and prog rock are also represented and all are used to the advantage of the songs. In other words: You won't fall asleep.

The second positive aspect is that these are people who are just so incredibly skilled and who co-founded the genre in the 80s with their previous band YAWNING MAN. And these gentlemen deliver everything they can do in their sleep, in front of an audience and tight as a drum, yet still so relaxed that there is enough room for improvisation. Or at least it sounds that way; with professionals, you can't tell the difference if someone had a bad breakfast that day. The tracks are strung together without much interruption, showcasing a nice dynamic throughout the concert, sometimes hitting hard from the start, then becoming a bit more rock'n'roll, picking up the pace, and suddenly we're right in the middle of a jam session. Most of the time, only instruments can be heard. But the singer does not limit himself to the usual driving roar; he dares to step more into the foreground of the sound at times, giving those moments an unusually emotional touch.

In short: As a stoner ignoramus, I enjoyed this album so much that I will definitely play it again and again, and for those who find that argument insufficient, they should check out the beautiful album cover, which shows where She-Hulk has her curls.

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