Our demo was reviewed by Jay Snyder at Hellride music.

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Spacecharge – Demo 2009 (Self-Release)
By Jay Snyder
May 1, 2009

Do you like riffs? I’ll bet you do. So, if you’ve been craving an album to just pile ‘em on one after another, then Ohio upstarts Spacecharge should serve your greater good. While this is just a demo disc, there are 8 tunes in just over an hour. Rarely in this day and age do bands demo a whole full-length’s worth of music, so you know Spacecharge are a class act before you even get around to tossing the disc on the player!

Rugged, slow-motion doom is the specialty here, calling to mind the godfathers Black Sabbath but settling on a sleazy, Earthride rumble. While the vocals don’t mimic Sherman, they’re still a vintage whiskey strain and echo the languid howls found on the UK Sloth’s Voice of God masterpiece. Hell besides the vocals, the band even sports a similar dirt-bag shuffle as that particular Sloth, so there’s another valid point of reference for you!

When I first hit play, I was wondering if “Critical Density” was in fact a song at all. The distant buzzing of noise usurps the vacant space around your ears, filling the mind with anticipation. You’ve got the ticket, but the destination is smudged. The patient should keep waiting, because in a few moments the first of many supernova riffs sends your anxious bones on a journey of untold groove treasures. Nose-in-the-dust riffs shake the grime from their shaggy mops and remove the eye crust with a soulful, low-end yawn. If you wanted mood music to replicate the waking of a giant from its slumber, Spacecharge has your soundtrack! Earthride’s patented stench permeates the air of the band’s practice space but the end assault (thought I was gonna say result didn’t ya!) is slower and less hardcore while remaining no less heavy than the Maryland greats. Tones are skewered with a bigger 70’s bent that hearkens to Sleep, Cathedral and Sabbath.

There’s an undeniable swagger present that’ll keep your head bobbing for days, bulldozing straight into “House of Cards”, which could have easily been titled “Crumbling House of Cards”! This snaggle-toothed, son of a bitch of a song focuses on a small handful of key riffs and hones them into pure perfection. Enrapturing, Iommi lead licks place an image of an unfolding psychedelic tapestry into the memory banks, as the drugged-out tongue lashings act as more of an instrument themselves instead of a lead. Works damn fine for what they’ve going on, with the vocals snuggly fitting in with the syrupy instrumental tone. Don’t interpret such a comment to say that the singing is unmemorable, because it sure as hell isn’t! It just sort of settles right into the flow of things and doesn’t try to scenery chew the instrumentation.

Casting the listener further into the abyss is the light/dark shellacking of “Heretic!!” Talk about a Jekyll and Hyde looking motherfucker; the slovenly first half of this behemoth is rendered completely unrecognizable by the premium octane, wah-freakout of the second half. Here the guitar’s speed depravity evaporates into an up-tempo Southern boogie; the kind that makes you bow down on one knee in worship of the volume coming out of your stereo speakers! I felt my head gleefully twisting off my neck, as the killer axe slinging initiated an uncontrollable, bedroom headbang session.

Earthen doom smolder increases the risk of losing bodily control on “In Time”; a monument to majestic riffs and totally in the pocket, rhythmic plodding. Sludge-y, barren and swinging in the vein of Soulpreacher’s early work but possessing a hymnal quality not far removed from Abdullah’s S/T shindig, this tune’s got the goods in spades. The balance of equal parts gleam and shade gives the murky heaviness an extremely uplifting inflection, which comes effortlessly into view in the form of a brief, psychedelic guitar moment. One listen and you’ll know what I mean. It tackles the best elements of both sides of the doom coin; the extreme bite of sludge and the powerful thrust of classic doom/stoner boogie.

Spacecharge isn’t afraid to get a bit hookier either. “Nemesis” is the closest thing to a sing-a-long they’ve got in store for the listener and it’s a fucking doozy. After the first listen, the gripping chorus had me repeating “Eye for an eye, blood for blood” ad nauseam. The tune sports a superb lyrical mantra to say the least, in addition to wielding a boogie smooth n’ sweet like a well stored bottle of Makers Mark; packing a firm punch and a refreshingly silky taste in each eager sip. Picture Skynyrd taking Sabbath out on the town for a night fueled by nonstop shots of the aforementioned bottle and you’ll be right on the money.

Didn’t get your dough’s worth yet? Well, Spacecharge makes sure that’ll happen by cramming over a half hour of music into the album’s last three tracks alone! “Ancient Astronaut” surges with the vim and vigor of the mightiest Sabbathfests ever committed to record, and then indulges in a toke-out drone segment for the long haul while “Planet Builder” and “Moving Mountains” are Jupiter sized chunks of space carnage that juggle catchy grooves with interstellar doom debris. Sure, feel free to call this maneuver excess when you’ve only got a hair more material contained in the first five tracks as opposed to the last three…but when the tunes are this good? Bring it on! Spacecharge challenges the norm of only including 3-6 tunes on a demo and calling it a day, by giving the listener a full fledged album and billing it as a demo. They’ve got flattening riffs, a killer bottom heavy thud, steadfast vocals and an all around aura of being up to no good, while having a damn good time causing trouble.

Hope there’s an official release for this one, as it would be nice to see this puppy with a professional layout and a slightly crisper sound, but I’m all about the grime under the nails in my doom n’ sludge. Everyone who eats up Earthride, Sloth (UK), Turambar, Sleep and Sabbath will be salivating like a dog hunting a bone over Spacecharge! Trust me, this is just the beginning. There are big things over yonder for these Ohio boys and only time will tell what shape they take next!