If There's Hell Below
Heaviest, fugged-out, ‘70s Black rock and psych soul set, acting as spiritual sibling to Dante Carfagna’s legendary 2002 mixtape ‘Chains and Black Exhaust’ and also his prized 'Personal Space' comp - one of the best compilations - of any description - you'll ever lay yr mits on.
One for the sherm stick huffers and life’s sufferers, ‘If There’s Hell Below’ is a hard, on-point exhumation of obscure rarities hailing a never to be repeated and influential era of Afroamerican music. The 13 songs hit that point when the blues was still in the water, but mixed with LSD and various other upper/downers, and psych wedded soul in lowlit bars and backrooms, in the shadows of Hendrix and Funkadelic. Expect nuff fuzz guitars, stacked heels and thee heaviest feels strung out ’till dawn.
There are too many gems to mention on this one, but we’ll have a crack. For a definitive example run straight to the lead plumb downstrokes of Stone Coal White’s ‘You Know’ for the type of steez that gets us banging the table in approval, and likewise the thundering momentum of ‘I Can’t Believe’ for head-banging, swaggering levels ohf Hendrix-esque fire shared by the incendiary riffage of ’Show Stopper’ by Iron Knowledge, or the slow juggernaut ‘Sweet Poison’ that, to our ears, highlights certain hard rock heaviness shared between working class Afroamericans and spiritual counterparts in Brum’s Black Sabbath.
This lot rattles, we’ll tell ya.
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Heaviest, fugged-out, ‘70s Black rock and psych soul set, acting as spiritual sibling to Dante Carfagna’s legendary 2002 mixtape ‘Chains and Black Exhaust’ and also his prized 'Personal Space' comp - one of the best compilations - of any description - you'll ever lay yr mits on.
One for the sherm stick huffers and life’s sufferers, ‘If There’s Hell Below’ is a hard, on-point exhumation of obscure rarities hailing a never to be repeated and influential era of Afroamerican music. The 13 songs hit that point when the blues was still in the water, but mixed with LSD and various other upper/downers, and psych wedded soul in lowlit bars and backrooms, in the shadows of Hendrix and Funkadelic. Expect nuff fuzz guitars, stacked heels and thee heaviest feels strung out ’till dawn.
There are too many gems to mention on this one, but we’ll have a crack. For a definitive example run straight to the lead plumb downstrokes of Stone Coal White’s ‘You Know’ for the type of steez that gets us banging the table in approval, and likewise the thundering momentum of ‘I Can’t Believe’ for head-banging, swaggering levels ohf Hendrix-esque fire shared by the incendiary riffage of ’Show Stopper’ by Iron Knowledge, or the slow juggernaut ‘Sweet Poison’ that, to our ears, highlights certain hard rock heaviness shared between working class Afroamericans and spiritual counterparts in Brum’s Black Sabbath.
This lot rattles, we’ll tell ya.
Heaviest, fugged-out, ‘70s Black rock and psych soul set, acting as spiritual sibling to Dante Carfagna’s legendary 2002 mixtape ‘Chains and Black Exhaust’ and also his prized 'Personal Space' comp - one of the best compilations - of any description - you'll ever lay yr mits on.
One for the sherm stick huffers and life’s sufferers, ‘If There’s Hell Below’ is a hard, on-point exhumation of obscure rarities hailing a never to be repeated and influential era of Afroamerican music. The 13 songs hit that point when the blues was still in the water, but mixed with LSD and various other upper/downers, and psych wedded soul in lowlit bars and backrooms, in the shadows of Hendrix and Funkadelic. Expect nuff fuzz guitars, stacked heels and thee heaviest feels strung out ’till dawn.
There are too many gems to mention on this one, but we’ll have a crack. For a definitive example run straight to the lead plumb downstrokes of Stone Coal White’s ‘You Know’ for the type of steez that gets us banging the table in approval, and likewise the thundering momentum of ‘I Can’t Believe’ for head-banging, swaggering levels ohf Hendrix-esque fire shared by the incendiary riffage of ’Show Stopper’ by Iron Knowledge, or the slow juggernaut ‘Sweet Poison’ that, to our ears, highlights certain hard rock heaviness shared between working class Afroamericans and spiritual counterparts in Brum’s Black Sabbath.
This lot rattles, we’ll tell ya.
Heaviest, fugged-out, ‘70s Black rock and psych soul set, acting as spiritual sibling to Dante Carfagna’s legendary 2002 mixtape ‘Chains and Black Exhaust’ and also his prized 'Personal Space' comp - one of the best compilations - of any description - you'll ever lay yr mits on.
One for the sherm stick huffers and life’s sufferers, ‘If There’s Hell Below’ is a hard, on-point exhumation of obscure rarities hailing a never to be repeated and influential era of Afroamerican music. The 13 songs hit that point when the blues was still in the water, but mixed with LSD and various other upper/downers, and psych wedded soul in lowlit bars and backrooms, in the shadows of Hendrix and Funkadelic. Expect nuff fuzz guitars, stacked heels and thee heaviest feels strung out ’till dawn.
There are too many gems to mention on this one, but we’ll have a crack. For a definitive example run straight to the lead plumb downstrokes of Stone Coal White’s ‘You Know’ for the type of steez that gets us banging the table in approval, and likewise the thundering momentum of ‘I Can’t Believe’ for head-banging, swaggering levels ohf Hendrix-esque fire shared by the incendiary riffage of ’Show Stopper’ by Iron Knowledge, or the slow juggernaut ‘Sweet Poison’ that, to our ears, highlights certain hard rock heaviness shared between working class Afroamericans and spiritual counterparts in Brum’s Black Sabbath.
This lot rattles, we’ll tell ya.
Black vinyl LP.
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Heaviest, fugged-out, ‘70s Black rock and psych soul set, acting as spiritual sibling to Dante Carfagna’s legendary 2002 mixtape ‘Chains and Black Exhaust’ and also his prized 'Personal Space' comp - one of the best compilations - of any description - you'll ever lay yr mits on.
One for the sherm stick huffers and life’s sufferers, ‘If There’s Hell Below’ is a hard, on-point exhumation of obscure rarities hailing a never to be repeated and influential era of Afroamerican music. The 13 songs hit that point when the blues was still in the water, but mixed with LSD and various other upper/downers, and psych wedded soul in lowlit bars and backrooms, in the shadows of Hendrix and Funkadelic. Expect nuff fuzz guitars, stacked heels and thee heaviest feels strung out ’till dawn.
There are too many gems to mention on this one, but we’ll have a crack. For a definitive example run straight to the lead plumb downstrokes of Stone Coal White’s ‘You Know’ for the type of steez that gets us banging the table in approval, and likewise the thundering momentum of ‘I Can’t Believe’ for head-banging, swaggering levels ohf Hendrix-esque fire shared by the incendiary riffage of ’Show Stopper’ by Iron Knowledge, or the slow juggernaut ‘Sweet Poison’ that, to our ears, highlights certain hard rock heaviness shared between working class Afroamericans and spiritual counterparts in Brum’s Black Sabbath.
This lot rattles, we’ll tell ya.
"Red On For The Darkness" colour vinyl.
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Heaviest, fugged-out, ‘70s Black rock and psych soul set, acting as spiritual sibling to Dante Carfagna’s legendary 2002 mixtape ‘Chains and Black Exhaust’ and also his prized 'Personal Space' comp - one of the best compilations - of any description - you'll ever lay yr mits on.
One for the sherm stick huffers and life’s sufferers, ‘If There’s Hell Below’ is a hard, on-point exhumation of obscure rarities hailing a never to be repeated and influential era of Afroamerican music. The 13 songs hit that point when the blues was still in the water, but mixed with LSD and various other upper/downers, and psych wedded soul in lowlit bars and backrooms, in the shadows of Hendrix and Funkadelic. Expect nuff fuzz guitars, stacked heels and thee heaviest feels strung out ’till dawn.
There are too many gems to mention on this one, but we’ll have a crack. For a definitive example run straight to the lead plumb downstrokes of Stone Coal White’s ‘You Know’ for the type of steez that gets us banging the table in approval, and likewise the thundering momentum of ‘I Can’t Believe’ for head-banging, swaggering levels ohf Hendrix-esque fire shared by the incendiary riffage of ’Show Stopper’ by Iron Knowledge, or the slow juggernaut ‘Sweet Poison’ that, to our ears, highlights certain hard rock heaviness shared between working class Afroamericans and spiritual counterparts in Brum’s Black Sabbath.
This lot rattles, we’ll tell ya.