Electric Wizard Persuasive Speech

Those that have experienced [i]“Dopethrone”[/i] remember the first time they heard it. For some, that would involve lying on the floor staring through the ceiling above in a state of heightened sensitivity, transcending space and time and becoming One with the riff. Even those that were sound of mind would cough, splutter and howl alongside Jus Oborn about sex, violence, the impending apocalypse and, of course, drugs. Though for the unaffiliated and then-untainted, there was simply nothing heavier than Electric Wizard. Their feedback and distortion mangled their audience’s brains while the lumbering riffs would restructure it to act as slowly and hazily as possible. You became hooked on their music. You introduced me to my mind.

Beginning a review by praising the best of its predecessors seems derogatory, however, the meteoric impact that [i]“Dopethrone”[/i] left upon the doom scene and everyone who approached too closely was so huge that it thus became the level of expectation from Electric Wizard ever since it was released inside the first year of the new millennia. 2014’s [i]“Time to Die”[/i] was an admirable effort to reciprocate the weighty, spaced-out spell that Electric Wizard so infamously casts, unfortunately, its successor, [i]“Wizard Bloody
Shimmering guitars and synthesiser flying all over the place creates just enough of an atmosphere to pass as a psychedelic trip during “Mourning of the Magicians”, the closest attempt to an album highlight. However, instead of feeling trapped in the claustrophobic feedback of a nightmare, [i]“Wizard Bloody Wizard”[/i] is like being in a lucid dream, where you have a sense of control and everything appears in perfect clarity. Overall, Electric Wizard’s ninth album’s greatest asset is its familiarity; the strained and self-inflicted manipulation of their trademark sound is its greatest