Words El Jefe.
I arrived at Howlin’ Wolf Bar, with its impressive array of drinks proudly on display behind the bar just as Comacozer hit the stage. Well, technically it’s a stage. The expression “not enough room to swing a cat” doesn’t really cut it here. There’s not even enough room to swing an imaginary cat on this one, but that’s rock’n’roll for ya! Comacozer opened with one of their spaced out intros, before morphing into some spaced out doom. Heavy, and with lotsa effects along the way. Pulsating waves of sound and great guitar tones. Their bassplayer also pulls some good, grunty sounds from his Rickenbacker. Two more songs of the same ilk complete the set, with one of ‘em having an almost Eastern trance vibe running through the middle, before rolling into a more balls out riff-fest. I enjoyed the band, but reckon adding a vocalist would greatly benefit the sound.
U.S. headliners Wo Fat, here on a longish jaunt around Australia as well as NZ, were next up. Been a fan of their psyche-rock stoner rock for years for years, so keen as fuck for them to start. Continue reading