Midnight Mallards by Son Of Adolf Dove: A Rock Gem You Didn’t Know You Needed
Alright, let’s talk about Midnight Mallards, the 2017 rock album from Son Of Adolf Dove. Released under Mystra Records in the US, this record feels like that hidden gem you stumble upon at a garage sale—unexpected but kinda unforgettable. It’s raw, unpolished, and full of heart, which is exactly what makes it stand out.
First off, I gotta shout out the title track, “Midnight Mallards.” I mean, who wouldn’t remember a song with a name like that? The track kicks in with this gritty guitar riff that feels like your shoes are sticking to the floor of some dive bar—it’s dirty, but in the best way possible. Then the vocals come in, all raspy and unhinged, like they’ve got something to prove. There’s a moment halfway through where everything drops out except for this haunting little melody, and honestly, it gave me goosebumps. Feels like staring into the void while the void stares back, y’know?
Another standout is (insert second track here if more details were available). This one hits different because it slows things down just enough to let you catch your breath before punching you again with these thundering drums. It’s the kind of song that sticks in your head long after it’s over—not because it’s catchy in a pop-radio way, but because it’s real. Like, you can almost picture the band crammed into a tiny rehearsal space somewhere, sweating their asses off to get it right.
What I love most about Midnight Mallards is how unapologetically rock it feels. No fancy production tricks or auto-tuned vocals here—just straight-up, bare-knuckle rock ‘n’ roll. And yeah, maybe it’s not perfect, but that’s kinda the point. It’s messy and loud and human, and sometimes that’s all you need.
So yeah, give Midnight Mallards a spin if you’re into music that doesn’t take itself too seriously but still manages to hit hard. Honestly, listening to this album feels like finding an old mixtape in the glove compartment of a borrowed car—you didn’t ask for it, but damn, are you glad you found it. Oh, and fun fact: mallards aren’t even nocturnal. Weird flex, but I respect it.
