Leave it to me to find a new gem, spawned from my hometown, by reading a Poland-based psychedelic blog.* The release in question is Austin-based quartet Storm Shelter’s self-titled EP.
On her website, Storm Shelter drummer Michelle Devereux labels her group an “apocalypse inspired chick band.” The “chick band” part is true enough: Four women grace the release’s cover—but the apocalypse-inspiration part is no feint either. This EP is entirely unapologetic in its worship of low tom beats and basic blues-scale guitar ambling, the perfect soundtrack to a post-urban witch’s coven.
Storm Shelter plods menacingly through these three tracks, purposeful tempos doing absolutely nothing to disguise this release’s shamanistic aggression. Drumming is more spirited than precise, and unnecessary nonsense like “chord progressions” are unceremoniously shunted aside. What we’re left with is some seriously bare-bones Road Warrior incantations, airs and dirges for post-civilizational shindigs and sacrifices. Yes, Storm Shelter is positively elemental in its construction, and there is an undeniably elemental joy in listening to these perfectly primitive stoner pop jams. You try listening to the swampy, grimy churn of “Stoneatopia”† without getting all fist-pumpy. You shall fail.
That’s all I got. I’m mighty proud to live in the same town as these supremely talented ladies, and I earnestly hope to be able to catch them live one day soon. Until then, I’ll be smearing soot on my face, gorging on grilled flesh, and jamming out to the deliciously tribal Storm Shelter EP, which you can stream on the band’s site. It’s getting gross over here, people. Come revel with me.
*That just ain’t right, gawdammit!
†Surely the national anthem for the baddest land around.