Something Supernatural – Crobot

The most influential bands in the history of rock and roll all possessed two of the same traits:  love + chemistry. Evident in the music that was created, the collective chemistry of the band as a whole combined with their love of the music itself aided in the mastering of albums you wanted to listen to over + over again, where the shameless soul of rock and roll was captured in every song and lived within every note. Containing an unmatched mystique that would remain timeless and forever relevant in the hearts of rock lovers everywhere, albums like Led Zeppelin “IV”, Hendrix’s “Are You Experienced”, Black Sabbath’s “Paranoid”, Deep Purple’s “Machine Head” and even Guns ‘N’ Roses’ “Appetite for Destruction” all became part of the rock royalty that have and will continue to inspire music for decades, setting the bar high and nearly unreachable.
Until now.

With their groove-heavy, full length album “Something Supernatural”, Crobot’s epic concoction of witchcraft, urban legends, wizards and of course, The Devil brings about a cultural revolution for the rebirth of the true spirit of rock and roll, providing a salvation that our generation of misguided misfits may have missed out on. Hailing from the mountains of Pottsville, Pennsylvania and sounding like a relic from an era long ago, the aesthetics + style of Crobot is unique in that it gives tribute to the past but along with that old school rock nostalgia, they combine toe-tapping funk similar to that James Brown + Mother’s Finest with a throw to 90s aggressive alternative bands like Soundgarden and Rage Against the Machine, displaying their love for guitar solos and bass-for-days. With their ability to meld different genres of rock into one big, bubbling cauldron of awesome to create a sound full of wild, filthy spontaneity, this album will undoubtedly appeal to the masses, drawing fans from many different generations.
The thundering intro into the world of Crobot begins with the head-bangingly groovy “Legend of the Spaceborne Killer”, quickly setting the stage for the ‘dirty groove rock’ this album has in store. From the powerhouse vocals channeling the almighty Chris Cornell that mix with the ebb and flow of the Zeppelin-reminiscent drum + bass to the Hendrix-esque guitar riffs, it’s obvious this band plans to leave its mark in the rock and roll stratosphere.  The catchy, toe tapping “Nowhere to Hide” has just a twang of Southern Rock charm that would make both Skynard + The Allman Brothers proud and just enough gritty up-tempo funk to justify why it’s the album’s first single, as it is a great representation of the blend that Crobot brews. Old school Black Sabbath is resurrected in “The Necromancer”, with a touch of Aerosmith found in the bluesy harmonica that dances between strong guitars and booming bass as the drums count down to one of the album’s many jams that all garage bands dream of having.

Slowing down to allow the guitar to set the mood + shine, the hypnotic tale of “La Mano de Lucifer” is unveiled, revealing a side of Crobot that is like a magic carpet ride for the soul. An exceptional display of their storytelling abilities, this wickedly epic journey begins as a grim, slow, melancholy lull with somber + captivating vocals that are curiously nostalgic as they tell one of the greatest Biblical stories ever told: the fall of Lucifer. Boldly reconstructed by the dark groove of the bass, the deep vibe in the music itself creates an overall otherworldly feel as the song explodes into a catastrophic wave of rad that turns into what surely sounds like a battle between good vs. evil, with the darkness trying to diminish the light. Causing the imagination to run rampant with lyrics depicting a dark-winged unicorn and a
collection of tormented souls, this magical, infernal ditty is without a doubt my favorite on the album, with an intensity felt + heard in every note.
Roaring into another fusion of rockin’ funk, you’ll feel your fists trying to pump as the opening of the “Skull of Geronimo” takes you back amongst the early days of Rage Against the Machine, the bass pulsing like a heartbeat and the drums pounding amongst vigorous guitar riffs that add just enough power + rhythm to create a dynamic hook that would make Audioslave envious.
One of my personal favorites is the gravity-battling, drum-heavy “Cloud Spiller”, a stand-out track full of distortion, groove-laden bass and features one of the funkiest, dirtiest and you guessed it, grooviest breakdowns that may ever grace your ears. Harmonies comparable to those of the late Layne Staley + Jerry Cantrell [Alice in Chains] can be heard throughout the bluesy “Fly On The Wall” while “Night of the Sacrifice” welcomes back the old-school rock flow with a jam about witchcraft that is indeed, spirited. Howling about death and warning that no one gets out alive, the chorus is by far one of the most addictive on the album and did I mention the SICK guitar solo? Another favorite is the eccentric, down-by-the-river, urban legend inspired “Chupacabra”, guaranteed to get you moving. The hard-hitting drums mix with the bass that just won’t quit as the nasty guitar whammy pedals away while the fervent + maniacal vocals wail about taunting the ‘monster of Mexico’ to formulate an off-the-wall myth full of energy and spunk.
Nearing the end of this strange, wayward odyssey is a fuzz-saturated battle between two “Wizards” where the convenience of technology rivals the spirit of magic, resulting in a tale that is sure to be every stoner rocker’s dream before descending into the final song of the album. Evoking a sense of despair + dread that some may find oddly relatable, the beautifully gloomy “Queen of the Light” easily exhibits the vocal strengths that engulf this band as well as the band’s seamless chemistry. Melodic vocals + eerie guitars blend with simple, yet intricate drum + bass that all flow together effortlessly to illustrate the story of a woman who longs to leave behind her dark, haunting past in hopes of something good and pure, complete with an illustrious stamp of ‘Je ne sais quoi’ that Zeppelin was always so notorious for. Not to be confused with being soft or mild, this ballad will have an obvious appeal to the female Crobot fans (or as I have dubbed them, ‘ladybots’) but still packs an extremely satisfying punch to the gut of awe-inspiring calamity.
With an energy and charisma that is reached with such ease, it’s safe to say Crobot hit the bulls eye on creating rock and roll greatness that will go hand in hand with some of the most badass rock albums to ever exist. The two components of love + chemistry that defined so many of the greats before them is undeniably present from the first song to the last, devising a near perfect compilation for rock lovers of all ages to treasure. Bringing the rock, the funk and the flava’ all while reminding how fun + spirited music can truly be, with albums like this existing in the universe, “Something Supernatural” is proof that rock and roll will never die.

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