The sultan of sludge illustrates that his first band is a shuttle for sonic exploration launching into orbit on the backs of triple-humbucker guitars, a sierra of Oranges, and two boards the size of Cape Canaveral.
Hear how Chicago's Jonny Wator uses a Princeton 2399 IC digital chip to reproduce an analog-voiced echo machine dripping with pleasantly nasty repeats.
The "space lords" take time for a pit stop with us to cover the everyman Gibsons, scorching Marshalls, and nasty fuzzes that ignite their psychedelic orbit.