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Album | White Hills By Stewart MasonHeavy-psych trio open up their sound.
Though they're still most often described as a space-rock band, White Hills have long since outgrown the restrictions of that label. In fact, their second album for Thrill Jockey doesn't fit neatly into any of the reductive subgenre boxes: while there almost certainly was at least one bong in the studio, the songs aren't riff-dependent enough to be stoner rock, and while there are long, slowly-building instrumentals with the sonic aggression of Mogwai and the conceptual complexity of Godspeed You! Black Emperor, they're broken up with snotty garage-psychedelic rockers with lyrics that recall the righteous sloganeering of vintage Minutemen. Special guest Shazzula Nebula's serrated vintage synthesizers add intriguing new textures to frontman Dave W.'s guitar onslaught on seven of the nine lengthy tracks, further opening up the core trio's sound.
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