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by Droids Attack

Droids Attack has gotten heavier and more epic in scale on their sophmore release. Engaging stoner/doom metal.
Genre: Metal/Punk: Doom/Stoner Metal
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  Song Share Time Download
1. The Lord
11:10 $0.99
2. Steven Seagal
4:28 $0.99
3. Malachi Crunch
5:00 $0.99
4. Long Time Coming
5:54 $0.99
5. Dope Smuggler
3:50 $0.99
6. Blood of the Earth
2:12 $0.99
7. The John Oates Mustache Ride
4:22 $0.99
8. Scythe in the Fire
6:59 $0.99
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Album Notes
In a world of perpetual war and death, where pestilence and pop music kill our collective soul, one band of brothers may just save us all! Armed with metallic riffs, stoner savagery and terrifying tone, Droids Attack may be the best hope for the survival of humanity against the coming onslaught of mechanized, robotic pain. But unlike those lazy superheroes that are content to simply protect the weak and save some fictitious city from various vicious supervillians, Droids Attack tears into their strings and skins to keep you rocking out while saving you from certain destruction. They won't just snatch you from the jaws of death in a brazen display of inhuman strength and audacity, they'll simultaneously kick in your face with raucous power chords, crazed solos and some of the most entertaining and hilarious lyrics around.

The superhuman strength of this brazen rock band has made them the object of unnatural desires and critical acclaim. Their punk infused stoner metal garnered them the Madison Area Music Award's Best Punk Album for their debut effort, All Your Chicks Are Belong to Us. They even brought their soul-saving rock power to Toronto for the annual North-By -Northeast music conference two years in a row. They even added their sick sounds to the new Killdozer tribute album, We Will Bury You, performing their rendition of "The Pig Was Cool". However, this band doesn't rock out just to turn the heads of press or garner them even greater clout in the world of indie metal. No, no¦ they do this shit to garner the endearing allegiance of every man, woman and child that has been saved by their unrelenting rock and roll mayhem. And they can save you, too.

A powerhouse of such valiant force is no accident, dear reader. Our heroes have forged their sound with the fire of a thousand shows. Frontman Brad Van has spent his life surrounded by an avalanche of video games and the sounds of bands like Black Sabbath, Clutch, Motorhead and Helmet, possibly the best preparation for protecting the world. Drummer Tony Brungraber has been playing with Van for the better part of a decade, perfecting the pounding percussion that drives those villains mad. And then they found maniacal bassist Nate Bush, with his dedication to fierce low-frequency destruction terrifying all who witness his sonic blitz. The result is unreal. As Akira Naito of Colourfast in Japan observed, "Droids Attack play songs with driving! It's like blow my face!"

They may all lead somewhat normal lives, with girls and jobs and other banal realities of existence hiding their true identities. But when they join forces, their power is massive and their strength is absurd. They are Droids Attack! They are here to tear up any stage in their valiant struggle to rid the world of the powers of evil. While live shows, featuring Robo, their cheeky robot sidekick, have been their primary weapon against the enemy, they have now trapped their insane power onto their new CD, Fatal/Error. While nothing can match the intensity of actually witnessing Droids Attack tear into their audience live, this new concoction of brazen tone, huge riffs and absolute power just might save you.

So when things look bleak, dearest music enthusiast, when the demons draw near and the future seems marred with death and destruction, have faith. The world may just be saved when Droids Attack!



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Heavy riffs? Check.
Gravel Vocals? Check.
Groovy Tunes? Check and check!

I love Clutch and The Melvins, these guys did not disappoint.

John Pegoraro

StonerRock.com review
The artwork to Droids Attack's awesome Fatal/Error explains the album title as thus: scientist tries to teach a droid to use a knife to cut a carrot to disastrous results. Carnage ensues. The crew of a spaceship is butchered. Fatal/Error indeed.

It's a simple, time-honored premise, and it sort of relates to the music within. Droids Attack borrows from Clutch's Transnational Speedway, The Melvins' Houdini/Stoner Witch/Stag trifecta, and the get-up-and-go boogie of Hognose or Lamont. To their credit, they do more than just shellac those sounds and call them their own. There's something awesome the way opener “The Lord” keeps tacking on new, killer riffs, the way “Steven Seagal” makes me want to run around kicking things, and the way “Malachai Crunch” reminds me that I need to go buy more beer.

It's not a 100% “Hell fucking yeah!” reaction, though. “Long Time Coming” starts with a blatant High on Fire riff that doesn't have much to do with the rest of the song, and the album sags a bit in the middle. They pick it back up at end, with the instrumental “The John Oates Moustache Ride” and “Scythe of the River.”

Fatal/Error is another example of a band taking the basics of good rock n roll and running with it. It's been done a million times before, but Droids Attack still manage to leave their mark. This one's going in the recommended pile.