SPACE COLLECTOR s/t
From the August 2013 Riverwest Currents
The Space Collector sound—imagine this, a heavy metal pterodactyl flapping its wings and shrieking violently, then lazily sailing along on a current of power chords. They stomp like a tyrannosaurus, sting like a velociraptor. Is this prehistoric metaphoric ooze—“From Fin to Foot” too much? Okay then, lets move it into space.
Interlude: DUN DUN DUN DUN! Dundadundaladalada dun—DUN DUN DUN DUN!
In the dystopian future, the world is a junk heap. Hope is lost, but that interlude you just heard was the “Flight of the Space Collector.” It’s a lost space cruiser collecting cosmic debris with the most bumpin’ boombox in the galaxy. The captains of this ship are Ed Osburg (bass/ vocals), Chris Valenti (guitar/ vocals), Miles Harbury (guitar/vocals), and Patrick Haga (drums/vocals.) They’ll lead you through a self titled album of controlled chaos, math metal tracks like “Gnomeland Security/ Pretension Bracket,” “Nothing Survives in a Vacuum,” and “Grandma Ash.”
Some of the songs are for headbangers, others are for philosophers.
My favorite tracks include the previously mentioned heavy stoner sludge “From Fin to Foot,” and the instrumental roller coaster “Flight of the Space Collector,” but the whole album is great and works well in its entirety in addition to individual tracks.
One more thing about this album—volume must be cranked to 11.