Band Of Skulls
Three albums in, and British 'dyed in the blues' rock band Band Of Skulls refuse to reinvent the wheel. Why should they? Their brand of chugging, hard-hitting rock has stood them in good stead until now. Himalayan has a slightly harder, worn sheen on the production; there's some more pummelling bottom end on songs like Hoochie Coochie that rumbles in the chest cavity; there's the brooding Emma Richardson-led “ballad” Cold Sweat. Himalayan doesn't break the mould more than resets it in cast iron – Band Of Skulls writ large.
