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Only
last week I think I said, ‘there is doom, and then there is
doom’. Or something to that effect. Because at this point,
this deep into the subgenre’s ankles we have to differentiate
between doom and stoner and the aura that either is supposed to
evoke. That said, it must be declared a cardinal sin to call
Volition a stoner rock band. It shall be covered by the same
type of press and they shall be allowed in the same bill as
stoner rock bands, but the distinction is clear. This is doom in
the most crude castigating sense of the word ‘castigation’.
This Cumbria, England quintet offers such a punishing sound, any
stoner will be bound to have one hell of a high. So if you are
looking for the most unpleasant smoke out you might imagine, and
if a rope with a noose is at hand I suggest you give this bitch
a try.
Hails to
Israel’s flag bearers of all things nasty Total Rust for putting
this out. Truthfully, the most merciless bastard is not worthy
of this band’s volume and killer pace. Volition has the dynamics
of a two-legged rhino, and we are all to thank someone for such
an atrocity. This is meat and potatoes doom. What shall be
publicized as the bread and butter of the genre.
Volition
plays doom at its most basic, languid and visceral. In what
seems to be the most sincere definition of downtempo, Volition
has recorded eight songs of utter contempt, massive simplistic
riffs of deafening constitution. Thought not as tiring as their
labelmate’s Highgate, Volition very much offers the same kind of
punishing extreme and uncomplicated power. But the difference is
not only in the length of the songs, the vocals of Dave Hodge
though totally monstrous also alternate in high-pitch soul
scratching mode. At times even reviving the absence of the once
mighty Iron Monkey. And we all know that if you can remind us
of Iron Monkey, then you must be doing something right. Really
fucking right.
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