By all rights, I should hate these guys. Potheads* are, by and large, usually about as interesting as moss. (*By this I mean people for whom marijuana consumption is a part of their identity rather than something they do, otherwise I’d have to burn my record collection).
But holy crap on a sheepskin, yeah. I don’t know why people call them a doom metal group, since its clearly closer to the sludge rock side of things, but the larger issue is that a 64 minute track called Dopesmoker manages to be goddam incredible. It should be the worst album concept of all time, but it’s not. Really. Unless you don’t like the slow-and-low distortion and chant-yelling (chelling?) stuff, in which case you’re probably a narc.
The three guys in Sleep disbanded a bunch of years ago and went on to form bands like Om and High on Fire. I don’t really care for High on Fire but I’ll check out Om soon.
I bought Dopesmoker last night from the iTunes store, and it took maybe 7 minutes to get the whole thing. I would like to see what the insane cover looks like close up (like all things vaguely metal, math notebook doodles abound, but these are the coolest boobs-and-swords-and-hashishim scribbles ever.