Pearls and Brass

The stoner-rock movement should be deader than Felix Pappalardi by now. After all, the music was pretty dopey when it was new (back during the Lyndon Johnson administration). Yet the slothful tempos, leviathan riffs and echo-laden caterwauling that have long distinguished the form can still inspire anti-intellectual awe, especially when...

By Michael Roberts

November 23, 2006

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The stoner-rock movement should be deader than Felix Pappalardi by now. After all, the music was pretty dopey when it was new (back during the Lyndon Johnson administration). Yet the slothful tempos, leviathan riffs and echo-laden caterwauling that have long distinguished the form can still inspire anti-intellectual awe, especially when irony isn't among the prime ingredients -- and with Pearls and Brass, it's not. Based in Nazareth, Pennsylvania, a no-crap town if ever there was one, vocalist/guitarist Randy Huth, singer/bassist Joel Martin and drummer Josh Martin turn The Indian Tower, their latest Drag City release, into a fearsome sonic obelisk that more than lives up to the heaviness of song titles such as "The Face of God." Not that words are particularly key. Far more important are such passages as the guitar-heavy instrumental section in "Pray for Sound," a song capable of making headbangers get down on their knees and give thanks that Pearls and Brass, which shares this bill with Atomic Bitchwax, Krakatau and Horns, is keeping the stoner genre alive.

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Michael Roberts began his career with Westword in 1990 as music editor. In 1999, he took on a new role, full-time media reporter, as author of a column called The Message. In 2008, he became the lead writer for Westword's news blog, The Latest Word, a position he held until January 2023. Michael continues to freelance for Westword, covering everything from business to sports and the media; he also contributes to Jazziz, a national music magazine. He holds a bachelor's degree from what is now Colorado Mesa University and master's degrees from the University of California, Los Angeles, and Northwestern University.

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