Recorded @ The Museum by Will & William Jr.
Mixed by Rusty & Dave @ Rustbelt.
Mastered by Chris Gooseman @ Solid Sound.
Artwork by Mike Saputo.
Reviews for Powderkeg...
The Glasspack's first effort "American Exhaust" is still one of my favourite releases of last year and Powderkeg kicks its ass all over the place. More intensity, better production and more developed vocals accelerate The Glasspack into a new realm of rock 'n' roll glory. Powderkeg is heavy on the fuzz guitar and will definitely appeal to fans of MC5, Stooges, Monster Magnet and even Dozer.
I think the first line in the song "Demolition Derby" - sums The Glasspack up pretty good: "Don't care if this song sounds like the rest, I hope it makes your fuckin' ears bleed you bitch." If that ain't what rock 'n' roll is all about then I don't know what is.
Powderkeg is all about intensity and energy. But it's not your run of the mill peddle-to-the-metal MC5 clone stuff. It's got everything. It's got great songs that I'm already bangin' my head to and singing along with even after only 5 or so listens. It's got slowed down and powerfully groovy psychedelic parts thrown in all over the place and they're all drawn out just enough to build tension and suspense before pile driving the listener back into full on rock 'n' roll mayhem. And it's got FUZZ GUITAR coming out the wazoo, excellent keyboards backing up some of the songs and enough wha-wha guitar to appease even the most desperate wah-wah junkie (that's me!)..
This album fucking rules. My fave of 2002 so far.
I'm trying to upload an MP3 to the Jukebox right now but am having trouble.. I'll get it up as soon as I can so you can all see for yourselves...
The Glasspack are back after kicking some serious ass with ˘American Exhaust÷. As promised. ˘Powderkeg÷ is leaner and meaner than their previous effort. 10 tracks ű 40 minutes of raw fucking powerfuzz. The production on this one is much crisper, with a helluva lot more separation, bringing the instrumentation to the forefront. Also, the songs have a little more depth. Instead of just furiously riffing out and ending the track, they take a little time and jam out on a number of tracks : highlighted in ˘Mrs. Satan÷ , ˘Mopar Fire Paint÷ and one of the three carry-overs from last album, the already classic ˘Jim Beam and Good Green÷ which clocks in at 8 minutes. In fact, this version of ˘Jim Beam÷ sounds so fuckin heavy ű I honestly couldnĂt believe it was still the Glasspack.
The Glasspack really make their mark with this disc. This disc is a lot more cohesiveÓ Check out the dirge-y guitar jam on track 9 ˘Demolition Derby÷ complete with squealing tires and broken glass and you will know exactly what I mean. Pick it up. Gasoline and bourbon not included...
THE GLASS EYE
The Glasspack can take great comfort in knowing that theyĂll never be looked upon as wanna-bes or poseurs among their stoner-rock brethren. They've been cranking out their own brand of sludge-fuzz rock (with enough low end to make your teeth fall out) on over 10, 000 miles of touring, drinking, and breaking shit since they formed in their hometown, Louisville, KY, in early 1999. Led by singer / guitarist / songwriter Dirty Dave, these guys have shared the stage with the likes of Nebula, The Gaza Strippers, and The Immortal Lee County Killers. Now, theyĂve joined the rock uber-lineup that is Detroit's own Smallstone Records.
Starting off with a guitar jam known as "The Glasspack Song," the tempo is set to destroy all that would interfere with the pursuit of drunken good times. There is no whiny, lovesick, over-poetic sniveling to be found anywhere on this album, reminding us what rock is really about. You'll know just what I mean when you hear "Shut Up And Ride," "Whiskey House," "The Heebeegeebees," and "Demolition Derby," just to name a few.
Powderkeg is summed up by the title of the last track, "Jim Beam and Good Green." If this needs explained to you, you should just put down this magazine right now, as your mommy might spank you if she catches you with such unwholesome reading material. You might have to wait 'til she's done spanking me, though, as I've been very naughty!
- Jay Hathaway
Label: Small Stone
Time: 38 Minutes
The Glasspack is a dirty, high-energy band from Louisville, Kentucky, U.S.A. that produces a deep-fried musical cross between southern-style rawk and Detroit rustbelt dementia. "Powderkeg" is the group's second effort, and it's a definite improvement on their first full-length, last year's "American Exhaust:" more focused, with better songwriting and much better production.
The Glasspack is a group of variable size, centered on the whiskey-soaked vocals and guitar playing of "Dirty" Dave Johnson. Dirty tears into you with his fuzzy, bee-sting guitar, then proceeds to shout down any and all opposition with his distorted, Iggy Pop-like vocals. Although much has been made of the early Detroit-like energy of The Glasspack's music, not nearly enough has been said about Dirty's vocals. To me, they resemble the afore-mentioned Iggy to an uncanny degree, albeit Iggy shouting through Scotty Ashton's snare drum. The band's rhythm section never falters, coming across like molar-grinding maniacs for most of the album, yet still able to slow down effectively when necessary. "Shut Up & RideÚ showcases the band in fine style, with its trademark high-energy feel and distorted vocals. Of particular interest to doomsters are "Demolition Derby", which has a slower, more powerful feel and includes samples of broken glass being trampled, and "Jim Beam & Good Green", which starts off with slow, Sabbathy power chords before assuming a more typical Glasspack groove. Its one of three songs on the album carried over from "American Exhaust".
If you're into the heavy southern boogie of Small Stone label mates like Five Horse Johnson or Halfway to Gone, listen to newer Corrosion of Conformity, smash your head against the wall to the likes of The Stooges or MC5, or dig the idiosyncratic power of Zen Guerilla, then the Glasspack have what you need. Just don"t forget the Camel straights and Whiskey.
- Kevin McHugh2002www.hellridemusic.com
Second Season (CD Small Stone)
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Powderkeg (CD Small Stone)
When Robert Johnson sold his soul at the crossroads little could he have known the development the blues would undergo in the next 60 odd years, first with the advent of the electric guitar, then the mutations and distortions introduced by heavy rock from the late 60s onwards, the only thing that has remained constant is the subject matter; the devil, rambling, drinking whiskey and treating your woman bad all of which are glorified by this superb pair of modern blues artists.
The GP take their cues from the John Spencer Blues Explosion and the fuzz explosion of early Monster Magnet. Beginning with their theme tune, the stall is firmly set out, powerful shake your ass good times blues with more balls than a case of elephantitus of the scrotum. For the MM comparisons seek no further than "Mrs Satan" and then marvel at the doomy "Jim Beam and Good Green"Ó hmm your place or mine?
HTG may sound like the south rising once again, as they threaten you "Back of my hand gonna give you a fat lip" before slapping you with "Great American Scumbag" (song title of the year?) but they come from New Jersey, but hey whatĂs a few thousand miles? The lows are whiskey and weed soaked, try the divine "Outta Smokes" and the highs scream out to ZZ Top and Lynyrd Skynyrd rather than contemporary bands.
Very 70s and very cool! (Ian)DeathtoDeadthings.com