"Black Masses" marks the seventh time Electric Wizard cooked up a mean batch of grade-A weed and molded the classic doom metal pulse into obscure and ritualistic themes of drug-induced destruction from the ashes of psychedelic rock and intoxicated all-nighters. But I have to say, this band never fails to weird me out in the finest of ways. "Black Masses" sounds a trifle different than the usual upheavals summoned by Satan's favorite doomsters, but Electric Wizard is once again taking a hit from the roaring bong of eternal doom. The Brits are as distorted and honest as ever in their voyage into doom metal's wretched bowels, and the vibe echoing within the chambers of "Black Masses" is pure, natural Electric Wizard pounding the hammer of the gods on the anvil of doom.We all know the Electric Wizard's spell at this point. Slow, asphyxiated riffs mechanically roll to the loyal beat of classic doom metal while reverberating distortion emits layers of static weight heaving between each and every booming note. The percussion beats are simple and sweet, and the bass clearly makes its mark in the ritual as it's placed right next to the shelling riffs. Outside influences of obscure rock bands from the 1960s and 70s pop in the Wizard's incantation every once in a while, although the gospel of doom is the band's first priority. This is pretty much the overall theme of "Black Masses," barring the occasional tempo shift or foreign touch floating in a pint-sized amount of the guitar work.
Although "Black Masses" isn't a large transition for Electric Wizard, it still has some mighty fine material that shows the English stoners in prime form. The first pair of tunes are gyrating rockers cycling Electric Wizard's signature moves with complete power and attitude, whereas the blistering "The Nightchild" is grim and beastly, yielding a skeleton-scaring riff of the evilest breed. "Turn off Your Mind" and "Scorpio Curse" again demonstrate Electric Wizard painting a self-portrait of the group's excellent identity through the massive guitar work and sinister atmosphere. I'm not exactly grabbed by the down-tempo plodding of "Satyr IX," but the grooving sequences deliriously roll on and on in an endless cycle of the same burning riff and pattern pounding again and again for what feels like an eternity of stoned psychosis; the overall result wins me over every time.
And then there's "Crypt of Drugula," which lasts for almost nine minutes and only provides dissonant chords and heavy feedback; an odd track, but it bizarrely matches the Electric Wizard agenda to an appropriate level. I've seen many claims that suggest "Black Masses" sounds like this or maybe that, but overall it's an Electric Wizard album, no frills or substitutes. I'll be the first to say "Black Masses" is not the group's best offering, but the record certainly adds another hit from doom's unholy hand and the rolling thunder of Electric Wizard. Id say Black Masses would be a fitting place to start if youve never experienced the vibrations of the Electric Wizard, but then again, you really cant go wrong with these guys to begin with.