### WhiteBuzz: Book of whyte

#### 12/11/09 || Trauma

“Flowing viscously and irresistibly, WhiteBuzz blaze their trail through psychedelic clouds. Both heavy and hypnotic, they compress the air with epic broadness and raw energy. The German trio commits itself to minimalism while sounding mighty and multifaceted. WhiteBuzz creates a unique style which bursts genre boundaries and redefines musical travelling.”

That right there is the promo piece for this album. Was I ecstatic to see it? Seeing as how I gave a 1 score to the last stoner band, could I possibly go through with this one? Maybe, but let’s get to this not-so-fantastic promotion paragraph:

“Flowing visciously and irresistibly…”

Well, first of all, it’s vicious, and that sure as hell what this music is not. It’s as vicious as a twice-baked piece of human trash, and resist this I tried.

“… blaze their trail through psychedelic clouds.”

“… commits itself to minimalism while sounding mighty and multifaceted.”

The first half is correct, and the second half of this sentence is just made up propaganda. I swear, the lengths people go to build music up to be something it’s not is about making me vomit, here.

“WhiteBuzz creates a unique style which bursts genre boundaries and redefines musical travelling.”

So, so wrong. Not even close.

This sleepy trio from Hannover are not as bad as I always expect this shit to be. It has its moments, even sometimes evoking a bit of Primus to my ears vocal-wise. And that’s usually a good thing, because I love me some Primus, though how much they have in common with this slow fucken shit I have no clue — but estimate none. I’m actually surprised with passages that out of nowhere sound like they understand music more than chord, chord, ten minute sustain of previous chord, occasional noises, cymbal crash, 2 minutes, inaudible vocals, chord, end. Although, I’m not going to praise on their musical abilities past that since it sounds like it takes absolutely zero skill to play music this slow and simple. Make a 3 to 6 minute song that makes me want to move around enthusiastically like a retard to it and then get back to me.

The vocalist sounds quite okay, and if I was riddled with drugs and presented with his voice I might actually call it soothing. But I don’t do any sort of drugs whatsoever so take that comment with a truckload of salt. The sound of the instruments is pretty good. I like the fuzz on the guitar most definitely. The bass has got it as well, but if he would stray a bit more from the guitars I’d like it more.

I really don’t know how much I want to recommend an album with extra long songs that never really sound too different from one another, at least to me since I’m not a fan of this style. If all you like to do is bake yourself into a couch brownie, fucken go for this, I guess. As for me, I’m going to go ahead and listen to Primus because these guys made me thirsty for some “Pork Soda”. Thank the Greek politicians that our resident drone boner is back ready to review, so I never have to review stoner music again. All in all, though, these guys managed to pull a few things that surprised me and make me feel they deserve a:

P.S. Meteorcity needs to change their name to Medeocrity because I keep making that typo, and yes I know it’s spelled wrong.

- Information
- Released: 2009
- Label: Meteorcity
- Website: WhiteBuzz MySpace
- Band
- Cris: vocals, guitar
- Andre: vocals, bass
- Tim: drums

- Tracklist
- 1. Pentaprisma
- 2. The return of phoenix
- 3. A journey through the orchestral labyrinth of the wide plateau
- 4. Antipocalypse
- 5. Untitled