Vodun - Pt. 2: I, Zombie
Label: Small Stone Records Co.
t's rare to encounter stoner-rockers as progged-out as these Parisians. Their album keeps going for 70 minutes, including a three-part something-or-other called "Vodun," and foreign sounds that seep out of the metal: placid psych sections; jazz-fusion time signatures; wah-wah spray warming into bluesy emotion; zoned crosstalk deep in the mix; seemingly a Deep Purple organ, though none is credited. Plus they swing like funky elephants when they want to. Maybe imagine early Monster Magnet (whose Ed Mundell takes a guest solo) crossed with the Doors-grunge pretensions of Days of the New?