And so despite barely being able to stand it was time for one final push for the much anticipated White Hills. And boy was it worth it. An hour and a half of mindbending psychefuzz that had me melting down the walls of the Batcave. If you haven't had the pleasure of this NY trio imagine The Black Angels being fucked really hard by early Monster Magnet. Every fibre of my body is aching, I'm wrecked, I'm insanely tired, everyone around me is swaying as everyone seems to have the first day extremely hard yet it all adds to the lyseric transendence. absolutely brilliant and one of my bands of the festival. And the catsuit clad bass foxtress was a very handy focal point ;-)
White Hills (StonerRock.com Roadburn 2009 Review)