Leather Lung – Lonesome, On’ry and Evil


While the Waylon Jennings reference in the title of this seven-song, 27-minute EP is what caught my attention, outlaw country this is not. Rather, Leather Lung is more like Boston’s answer to Weedeater or Dopethrone – drug-fuelled, downtrodden sludge blues, with a few interesting touches along the way.

“Barbed Wire” starts things off with a very Weedeater riff, settling into a solid, mid-paced groove, with gargled, but still fairly intelligible vocals, and a couple slow ‘n heavy breakdowns thrown in for good measure. “Dirty Mangy Dog” has my head nodding from the get-go with a vicious sludgy blues riff that brings Dopethrone to mind, and a chorus you can bark along to. Following an evil-sounding interlude (“Whiskey Barrel Blues”), “Ain’t Feelin’ No Pain” comes in like Lynyrd Skynyrd on hillbilly heroin, a gritty, southern-fried riff anchoring this grisly ode to self-destruction with an unexpected clean vocal section that kicks in around the two-minute mark.

“Miscreant” borders on death doom with its plodding, pounding attack, while “Skeleton Key” pairs a riff reminiscent of Weedeater’s “Monkey Junction” with a clean vocal on the verses…which only makes the sludgy vocal all the more crushing on the chorus, before taking a more frantic turn (and ditching the clean vocals) around the midway mark. I’m definitely adding this one to my “Take as Needed for Pain” playlist.


(Magnetic Eye Records)

Gruesome Greg

Seahawks/Stamps/Flames/Zags/Jays/Raptors fan and lifelong metal head with a beer gut and a self-deprecating sense of humour. Reviewer/blogger (Yon Senior Doomsayer) for Hellbound.ca.

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