Fuzzcrafter – Fuzzcrafter: A Stoner Rock Odyssey That’ll Melt Your Face Off
Alright, buckle up, fuzzheads. We’re diving into Fuzzcrafter, the self-titled debut album from France’s very own Fuzzcrafter (yes, they named themselves after their sound—no subtlety here). Released in 2016 under the “Not On Label” banner (DIY punk vibes, anyone?), this record is a groovy, riff-heavy beast that stomps all over the stoner rock genre like it owns the place. And honestly? It kinda does.
Let’s break it down track by track—or at least pretend to. With eight tracks labeled as cryptically as a treasure map (A1, B3, etc.), you’d think this was some sort of algebra homework. But fear not! The music makes up for the lackluster naming convention with pure, unfiltered badassery.
Standout Tracks: Why They Stick
First up, there’s A2. Oh man, this one hits like a bong-loaded asteroid. The opening riff grabs you by the collar and says, “Hey, listen up, slacker!” before launching into a hypnotic groove that feels equal parts Sabbath and Kyuss. What sticks with me about A2 isn’t just its thunderous basslines or wah-soaked solos—it’s how effortlessly it transports you to another dimension. You know, the kind where time slows down, gravity gets fuzzy, and your cat starts giving you knowing looks.
Then we’ve got B3, which is basically what would happen if Black Sabbath had a lovechild with Queens of the Stone Age during an acid trip. This track has a swagger so thick you could spread it on toast. The drums hit harder than your ex’s passive-aggressive texts, while the vocals are raw enough to make Jack White proud. It’s the perfect soundtrack for driving too fast down empty desert highways—or, ya know, sitting on your couch eating Doritos. No judgment here.
Overall Vibes
The rest of the album keeps the energy high without overstaying its welcome. Tracks like A4 and B1 bring the heavy riffs and psychedelic undertones, but nothing quite matches the sheer memorability of A2 and B3. The production might be lo-fi, but hey, that just adds to the charm. It’s like listening to a garage band who somehow unlocked the secrets of the universe through distortion pedals and weed smoke.
Final Thoughts
So, should you give Fuzzcrafter a spin? Absolutely. It’s the musical equivalent of chugging cheap wine straight from the bottle—messy, intoxicating, and oddly satisfying. Plus, it proves that even in 2016, when everyone else was busy making EDM drops and sad-boy acoustic ballads, France still knew how to crank out some proper headbang-worthy tunes.
And now for the unexpected remark: If aliens ever invade Earth, I’m playing A2 on repeat as humanity’s last stand. Because if we’re going out, we’re going out rocking.
