Last Thursday night I broke my tooth on a single Pickled Onion Space Raider that I stole from a bands dressing room. It served me right. I then got involved in a conversation of positively cosmic proportions about the religious act of smoking weed. When I got back to my hosts house he put the first track of this album on. It is called “I Love You Too”.

On Saturday my friend made a hearty leek and potato soup. It was THICK. But it was tasty and nourishing. It was more than soup.

“I Love You Too” is like being totally monged, lying on your back and having gallons of this thick brew gently poured into your mouth and it slopping over your nostrils and eyes. In slow motion. But it has a riff that is so colossal that for me to climb to this level of WEIGHT I would have to strap a microwave to my ball bag for a week just to get my nuts to hang this low.

And then they kill you with “Babbling Flower” which steps it all up a gear in pace like the first track was your invite and now you are totally along for the ride.

Best bit about the Meadow is they are exactly as geeky as me. They dress in a manner that makes me look like Ian Astbury from the fucking Cult. But their riffs are just so grossly, sloppily sick. “Me and the Devil Blues” is so heavy its perverted and the guitar echoes like its being played standing on top of a mountain which I like to think it was.

They do that Zep thing too where they build the intensity up and then hit you with a quiet folky jam to just cool you down. Don’t be tempted to program these tunes out on the CD player as you will actually die if you listen to all the rockers on this record in one go.

And all their albums are this good.

Posted: 11|1|04 at 6:28 pm. Filed under: record reviews.
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