Servers are one of the first bands I posted about on this site, and my reaction to them then isn’t much different to my reaction now; they’re shockingly excellent. If you missed them the last time I was raving, click here to watch their music video for ‘Universes & Supernovas (The Ride)’.
In short, they’re the sort of rock & roll that begs to be listened to loud, with fists pumping, heads banging, and beer flowing. As I mentioned previously, I don’t tend to listen to this sort of music very often as there are very few bands in this area that I tolerate, let alone enjoy. I have no idea how they did it, but Servers not only made a few songs I could listen to, they came up with an entire album that’s probably been in my playlist more times than any other album this year. What. The. Fuck.
One of the key things about this album is that from the get-go, the songs all stand out individually; there’s no blurring between tracks, no fillers, and at no point do you wonder ‘Wasn’t this song on a few tracks back?’. The melodies get stuck in your head quicker than tech enthusiasts dropped the Oculus Rift post-Zuckerberg takeover, and the vocals invite you to get in on the sing-along action as easily as a Disney film. Some of the songs have crushing doomy chugging and Satan-does-a-love-song lyrics, some feel like you’re driving a monster truck over inferior vehicles whilst sporting too much denim. And then there’s tracks like ‘Do Gooders’, which for reasons unknown strikes me as the sort of song a deadite from Evil Dead might pen. Or take that stoner rock vibe on ‘Mega High’, which could hold its own against Kyuss at their best.
If you’re slow on the up-take, this awfully gushing review is a long-winded way of saying that I abso-fucking-lutely love this album. I’m struggling to find fault. Hell, I can’t even go down the route of ‘Well, it’s a vibe that only works in winter/summer’ because it’s got enough doomy goodness to make it a way of getting through the winter blues, and plenty of stoner rock influence to make it a blast in summer.
In fact, sod it. I’m cutting this review short because I’m running out of ways to say ‘This is rock & roll badassery at its absolute finest’. Just get the album already.