“Mics were a beat-up B-52 kick mic from an auction, mostly SM57s, some Beta 57s and 58s, and a pair of used C-1000s. We used a Joe Meek compressor, a cheap ART tube preamp, and one of the worst mixers I’ve ever touched–a noisy Behringer piece of shit that really needs to be scrapped”.
Proving it doesn’t take expensive gear or a high end studio to produce compelling and powerful music, Born to Deal In Magic‘s ten tracks are rife with monstrously raw stoner riffs and a powerfully tight low end. While the band is capable of extended, Promethean rides into the heart of the sun, as on Spectral Laundromat‘s thirteen minute opener “Flaire“, many of the tracks on Shooting Guns’ debut stick between three to six minutes–giving the track’s a punked-up edge and aggressive force of motion. Out of print for the last several years, and difficult to find unless you lived in Canada, vinyl-heads will be happy to know that this most recent heavyweight repress of the album comes on “occult oxblood with black swirl“, all housed in a 350-gram sleeve.
