Friday, June 1, 2018

Glanville - First Blood

New music alert:
All Wight fans will know a few of these gents. Even if you don't, it would wise to poke your head in and say hello to "The new Hard Rock sensation from Germany/UK!"
They're making music in the vein of Thin Maiden, Dio Purple, Iron Lizzy, Judas Sabbath, Black Zeppelin, & Led Priest etc. So, basically this shit rocks.
Glanville members come from various bands. These bands may or may not already be in your list of favorite bands. A band like Glanville wouldn't even be deserving of such a lowly title as "supergroup". It's more like a Mighty HyperMegaUltragroup. We've got members of Wight, Earwix, Bushfire, Landskap/Stubb/Trippy Wicked, so you know it's a real banger.
You can find some digital noise here:

Limited Vinyl and CD

Don't be silly. This is exactly what you need this Summer.

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Sugarfoot - Snakes & Ladders

Sugarfoot, while working on a much-needed new album, have decided to release a little 7". A "slight variation" of the song Snakes & Ladders (ever so slight), from their highly-acclaimed LP The Santa Ana. Side B features the tunes Leave the Lights (a new one!) & Theme From Roald Dahl's Tales Of The Unexpected.
You like playing games? The inner cover is a game board, and you'll be able to utterly destroy your prized Sugarfoot cover inserts by cutting out game pieces (or do what I did and scan the images so you don't have to mangle your cherished possession). These game pieces are each member of the band, and you'll be able to challenge your pals to a "snakes & ladders" showdown, while pretending to be as cool as  Øyvind Holm or Roar Øien or the rest of the crew (including Coyote).

Pick it up here:

And Here:

It's exactly what I wanted.
Now onto the next album.

Thursday, March 8, 2018

Kings Of The Valley

From Trondheim, Norway comes a crew of young gents called Kings Of The Valley. They're pouring out liters of fresh, cool multi-hued Psychedelic prog rock, with a wild stonery sugar crust around the edge of the glass. A 3-song EP in the form of a citrus-colored 10" vinyl. When I first heard a taste of the EP, it was unlike any of the bands by which any of those words can be used to describe. But then there it stood, sitting comfortably in that psych-y realm. Thus began a graceful slide into the heart of this particular American. I feel all gooey inside, like I ate too many Jujubes.

This sweet candy is brought to you by the band, working with the powers that be in Brygga Records. When testing such delicacies, it's often recommended to try just a tiny bit first, and see how you feel about it. Sadly, this EP is pretty quick, and to-the-point. 3 songs just don't seem like enough, and by the time it's over, you're already wondering if there might be a hidden track somewhere. At the moment, this is what we get.

"Lie" opens up with a bassline that creepeth over all that creepeth. Within ten seconds, you're ensnared in a sticky web of melodic psych. Halcyon 1970s vibes, sunny.. almost California-like. A wild ride into a jam-infused, organ-heavy, riff-laden galaxy. Swirling guitar solos sit high atop a rock candy bluff, chanting enough licks to get to the center of the universe.
"Wake Up"... another fuzzy adventure into a glittery horizon. With a sound that recalls early 70s prog, brimming with visions of 60s go-go dancers, mai tais, and decadently large round sunglasses. The scent of strawberry taffy wafts over the room like a thick fog.
"Rotosphere" ignores the 5-second rule, picks up a few dirty caramels from the floor, and boldly eats them right in front of you. A few melodic passages make way for a grooved-out, tandem guitar-vox oration, and proceeds to let the keys do some talking before letting the sermon begin again. Solos bounce around the foreground. It all melts into a instrumental jam-fest, a la mode.

A band to keep an eye on. If this is all we get, then this is a pleasing enough release, despite the length. Even so, you'll find that this is truly something you can play over and over again. That, in itself, is an accomplishment.

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Spotify Page

Thursday, March 1, 2018


New reviews in the works. I tend to catch bands right before they leave for a tour so these reviews can most often take some time. Typically, we're asking for band recipes. This is to keep everything lighthearted and fun. In the grand scheme of things, I'm still reviewing albums, but we're still looking for bands to submit recipes (for edible things). Meanwhile, I'm getting slightly backed up with regular reviews. Let's get cooking, everybody.

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Monday, January 29, 2018

Dommengang - Love Jail

Dommengang were one of those "What the freaking hell?!?" moments for me. I mean... I like seriously groovy, boogie-down, riffy, guitar-laden jams, you know? I love it. Who doesn't? When it comes to that stuff, most of us are pretty on-the-level, on-the-spot, and on top of everything. I try to grab bytes of just about everything that comes out. Some bands sneak past me. Some bands get so much attention that they easily stand out in the crowd. Some bands I just find by digging around. Others find me. It's an undeviating rotation that seems to be pretty foolproof.

Well, bloody hell... here comes Dommengang, throwing a wrench in that system. I got totally blindsided by this particular album:

Seriously, don't even think twice. One listen and it's over for you. Grand retro rock. Every track is a gem. Dommengang, by way of Thrill Jockey, have released two albums of boogie rock that stand the test of time.
Honestly, I would love to have a million words to say about this band, but I would do them an injustice by comparing them to anybody else. Let's just say: if you like funk, soul, boogie, stoner rock, psych, etc., you'll figure this one out on your own.

Early contender for Album Of The Year for me. Really, it's quite good. Heavy on the boogie, smooth on the groove. Consistently crisp. Mandatory music. If you don't like music, and you're just a curmudgeon, this is not for you.

Dear Dommengang,
Here, have some money.


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Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Troll Teeth - Boiled Alive

From Blackwood, New Jersey, comes a dollop of madness. Besides being in close proximity to the birthplace of one of the parricidal Menéndez Bros., it also pukes forth a few treasures. On one hand, the unincorporated town is not very boastful. They don't make huge announcements for tourists, and they certainly don't scream:"The Finest Dining On The Planet!" You can drop by the Chew-Powell House, for a little historical mini-adventure, and then stop in The Holy Tomato for a much-revered pizza. Plus, you're about an hour from the ocean.

On the other hand, they also have good reason to boast through a band known as Troll Teeth. They came out of nowhere with a stew pot full of riffs, temping us into their lair.

Amidst the biscuit weevils, they broom up the leftover stoner/doom flour on the floor, and make a HUGE pancake with it. "Here ya go. Eat up." And we do. Heavy stoner rock via a trio of young dudes... Creeping forth with an album, heavy on the psych sprinkles, called Boiled Alive.

I like boiled things. Poached things. Troll Teeth apparently enjoys throwing ingredients into a cauldron and rendering them into a fine chowder.

In 2014, we had a taste of Troll Teeth in the form of Unwanted And Worthless, an album so groovy, and heavy on the Sabbathy doom, we were all ready to see what fuzziness would grow in their fridge after time.

Boiled Alive, like an aged cheese, has even more stank on it than the previous release.

Opening with the psych instrumental: "Broken Glass", the oven begins preheating.
"Second Hand Stories" chugs along with water chestnut crunchiness, and opens up into a lilting passage, a melodious mélange.
"Ich Hab Die Nacht Geträumet" is a retelling of the classic German folk song, prophesying a coming death. 
"Christian Killer" tells the tale of a troll, doing typical troll things. In the Norwegian folk tale Soria Moria Castle, a troll is quoted as saying: "Ugh! Ugh! Here I smell the blood of a Christian man!". In the movie "Trollhunter", the trolls are known to be enraged by Christians. Historically, this is thought to be because trolls were once worshiped by Scandinavians. In the advent of Christianity, they were literally forced into the mountains as people continued to use loud church bells, crucifixes, and biblical "power plays"... so the once-feared and revered trolls are pissed off. And Christians are at the top of their list.
"Propaganda Pt.1" is an anti-war ballad for sludge-mongers.
"Propaganda Pt.2" is an inevitable end to the war. The mushroom sung about is NOT a Boletus. It's something much more villainous and cunning. (Incidentally, this is the Nerve Salad favorite track on the album... awesome riffs)
"Killing Fields" brings a minstrel-y cadence to the fray, in a slow oven.
"Boiled Alive" closes in with a slow-cooker doom jam. 

One of the finer things in life is when you get that first taste of Saganaki. Flaming cheese, extinguished with a squeezed lemon. The only thing about Troll Teeth is there is nothing cheesy about it. The flame is there, the crust is there, and the tartness is there. It's heavy, it's flavorful, and the "New Breed Of Sabbath-Heads" will most certainly appreciate this. I dare not compare them to any other band, but if you like stoner rock, doom, psych, prog, sludge, etc., you will like Troll Teeth. You might even be tempted to yell "Opa (Ώπα)!"

There is much ahead for Troll Teeth. Within the span of two albums, they've completely outdone themselves. I noticed that they take themselves seriously as a band, but have an underlying "tongue-in-cheek-ness" that sets them apart from a few bands in the scene. The ability to probably have a good laugh at one's self is key, and they seem to be able to roll with that. I recently had the opportunity to exchange a few messages with the band. I asked for a recipe. They obliged. 
The following is Troll Teeth's special recipe for a pretty badass stew:
Southwest Nuclear Zombie Stew 
(For the impending nuclear winter)

2 pounds of human flesh (if you're not the undead, 2lbs of beef should suffice or 2lbs of tofu, if you're into that sorta thing.) 
1 (14.5 ounce) can peeled and diced tomatoes
1 (15 ounce) can pinto beans, drained and rinsed
1 (15.25 ounce) can whole kernel corn, drained
4 potatoes, cubed
1 cup hot salsa
3 carolina reaper peppers chopped up
2 cups water
1 teaspoon ground cumin
salt to taste (IE a lot because you can never have enough salt)
ground black pepper to taste
1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
A lot of shredded Cheddar cheese

"Cook ground beef, onion, potatoes and carolina reaper peppers until done in a large pan. After that, put the beef, onion, potatoes, carolina reaper peppers, tomatoes, beans, corn, hot salsa, water, cumin, salt, pepper and garlic powder in a slow cooker and let it cook for 5 hours on high. If you want to be quick about it, throw it in a large pan, cover it up and let it simmer for 45 min. Serve; top with cheese when done."

I would eat this regardless of the impending zombie apocalypse. Spicy, full of stuff, and easy as hell to make. 
Excellence on a budget, a varied blend of ingredients, could fuel you for a day, and works well with experimentation: Sounds like Troll Teeth's recipe echoes the attributes of the band very well.

Thanks, Troll Teeth, for the tunes and the food. When most trolls are trying to eat humans, these guys are trying to feed humans. 

To Their Facebook Lair

To Their Bandcamp Lair 

Monday, January 8, 2018

Feed Us In 2018

2018 looks to be a year of new things. New reviews, new bands, new formats. Nerve Salad would like to continue with band recipes.

Bands, send your recipes to:

New recipes every week. Each band/musician has their own take on music. It's safe to say that they have their own take on food, as well. If you have a unique recipe you would like to share (one that is a good representative of your band), send it over. We're hungry. Your recipe will be featured, along with reviews of your music, and links to your pages.