Taildragger, Sixty Watt Shaman, Scissorfight...this isn't just stoner rock, this is whiskey rock, sunburned and sweaty and packed with muscle, earned from days on the tractor and not a health spa. But forget the comparisons; Scissorfight have got melody, and they've got groove, and they jump from hardcore to sludge without once losing their way.

Imagine Lynyrd Skynyrd decided to play all their songs tuned down to a level that The Obssesed would be proud of, then they decide to add the hooks of Black Sabbath and have the whole thing sung by the Devil himself desguised as Paul Bunyon.

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