Malkasian

When the twilight of a desert highway meets the last breath of a lost juke joint, this record rolls out. On Heavy Blues MALKASIAN carve slabs of slow-crushing riff, drenched in sweat and half-lit by the glow of a whiskey flame. There’s the blues — the aching bent note, the harmonica’s lonely call — but it’s stretched, twisted, turned into something heavier: the sound of regret dragging across the pavement. The vocals ride like a silhouette against the setting sun, the drums stomp like boots on cracked concrete, the bass trembles like the earth remembers its scars.

This is gold! A fusion of stoner grit and blues soul, layered with doom-spirit, breathing dust and dusk. The tracks speak of yearning when you’ve run out of feeling, of groove when your limbs are spent, of darkness when the neon strip shuts off and the night stays. If you dig records that don’t just play but pull you under, Heavy Blues demands you dive! -Mel Lie "Sundays Heavy Tunes"