2013 release, the third studio album from the Portland, OR-based Alt-Metal band. On Whales And Leeches, Red Fang worked with producer Chris Funk and mixer Vance Powell, the very same team helmed Red Fang's last album, Murder The Mountains, which Alternative Press magazine hailed as a near-masterpiece of tangled tar pit riffs and whisky-and-bong-hit vocals.
Review:
On their third album, Red Fang unleash an album hell-bent on taking the
world back to a time before stoner metal got lost in outer space with Whales and
Leeches. Offering up a skuzzier, more thoroughly beer-soaked and shirtless take
on early Mastodon, the Portland, Oregon band deliver an album that manages to
get psychedelic without abandoning the non-stop riff-fests that made their first
two albums such a welcome change of pace. This allows the album to operate on
two levels, making it as perfect to listen to at a raging house party as it is
while lying on the floor and contemplating the subtle nuances of a black light
poster. To create their gnarly head trip of an album, the band once again went
into the studio with Chris Funk. Though Funk's main gig with the Decemberists
might seem to be about as far from Red Fang as you're likely to get, the
producer's penchant for intricacy helps to lend the album a certain depth,
channeling the band's inclination toward brute force into something altogether
more expansive while still keeping the grittiness of their sound intact. This
helps to elevate the album above being just another stoner rock record, putting
it in the company of rippers like Leviathan, who managed to get weird while
still keeping things plenty heavy. No matter how deep their sound might get,
however, it's clear that Red Fang are a down to earth band who aren't afraid of
getting dirty, so while they may be staring at the stars, they're still laying
in the gutter.
All Music Guide – Gregory Heaney