In the Future
January 22nd 2008
“The witch is on your trail, my lord
Stormy stormy high
You’ve been dying to be set free
Oh curse those honeyed hands”
I suppose it is important that you know what you are getting into when you unsheathe the sword that is Black Mountain. These Canadians will take you on a magical walk to the wild side whence witches, sprawling blood, and mystic towers doth hale. You can’t really call it prog rock because it is certainly not forward looking. They are steeped in nostalgia, and fully embrace the gravity exerted by their unapologetic tip-of-the-hat to early 70’s rock ‘n roll. That having been said, Black Mountain has put together a great fucking record.
In the Future is heavy. It is iron clad psychedelic rock that has no qualms concerning the use of fantasy to parallel our politically tumultuous reality. In a context such as ours, songs about witches and tyrants do not amount to mere verbiage. Black Mountain speaks of demons but avoids the silliness some find at D&D conventions. They are an entertaining, creative, and highly electrifying band.