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“Horns of Ammon is probably one of the best releases this year,” DJ Astro - PsychotropicZone (Link)
“another example of wry wit, feedback, and fuzz and a sense that there's no reason to give up on something that at its best can be so very satisfying.” - All Music 3.5/5 stars (Link)
“Most of the songs on Horns are a far cry from the typically heavy, semi-slidgy, headbang-inducing stoner-rock/psych stomp the band’s known for, but what the album shows is really that the Linus Pauling dudes aren’t a one-trick pony — truthfully, they can pretty much pull off anything they want.” – Space City Rock (Link)
"A stopgap album of tracks dating back 3-5 years (between C6H8O6 and All Things Are Light), Horns of Ammon presents a kindler, gentler LP4 – tracks that didn’t quite fit on All Things Are Light. The band always intended to release the recordings, but with a monster double LP due early next year, they wanted to treat their fans with something for the holidays." - Ptolematic Terrascope (Link)
THE LINUS PAULING QUARTET - HORNS OF AMMON
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Attention, mortal fools. The arrival of the new Linus Pauling Quartet album, Horns of Ammon , is nigh. After a three years of silence, the LP4 has risen from its deep undersea slumber. Already, as part of its three releases in three formats in one solar revolution, 2010 saw the band release a 7" vinyl split single with Austin sister-band ST 37. ST 37 contributed a fearful cover of Helios Creed's "Lactating Purple", while the Linus Pauling Quartet debuted "Monster", which will appear again on the forthcoming album.
The new album may shock fans of All Things Are Light, for, while the band is still frightful when it ramps up the Marshall stacks to full force stoner rock, those fans will have to await the upcoming double LP (tentatively titled Bag of Hammers) in early 2011. Instead, Horns of Ammon is an album of songs primarily dating back to 2003-2005, between C6H8O6 and All Things Are Light. With the exception of the two-chord, eleven-minute, drug-addled, pill-popping-biker-in-a-hail-of-gunfire chimp-rock anthem of “HAWG!!!” (Originally released as a limited 13 CD for the Grey Ghost series), the tone here is clearly lighter and more melodic. While the guitars are still prominent, the vast majority of the songs focus more on texture and vocals as the band experimented with other styles and approaches. While the songs never fit into the tone of ATAL, the band always intended to find a home for these songs and thus HOA was born.
The album starts off not with a bang but with the dreamy-toned sigh of "Lost It All" which, drenched in layered guitars, organ and the almost melancholy vocals by Clinton Heider, suggests that this is not the beat-you-over-the-head stoner rock album fans have come to expect. Things become more anthemic with “Nowhere” as Charlie Horshack praises bars and Brazos Bend Park over wah pedal slathered guitars and RAWK guitar leads. “Monster”, the aforementioned single from earlier this year, follows with it’s neo-psychedelic guitar vortex of sound taking listeners on a Lovecraftian tale of alien possession. The LP4’s then moves to the unrepentant pop of “Porno In The Sink” with Charlie Horshack leading the chorus denouncing a roommate’s ill-advised filmmaking. The track is notable for the piano work of guest Keith Reynolds who was raging drunk in the studio. Don’t believe us? Note the erratic nature as the track opens as proof. Horshack follows with vocal duties on the straight up RAWK of “Concubine”, which boasts some excellent backing vocals by Carol Ann Sandin (who also takes over various keyboard and electronic duties on the album) and a lovely guitar solo trade off by Ramon Medina and Clinton Heider. The album then moves back into the quiet jangle of “I’ve Been Down” whose e-bowed guitar leads (Horshack) act as a bookend to the opening track.
For fans who demand that the LP4 turn their shit up, the album closes with the “Bonus” track reissue of “HAWG!!!” which originally appeared as CD #48 in the acclaimed series, Grey Ghost, curated by John Sears in 1997. If 11 minutes of two chords, ridiculous guitar leads, drugs, bikers, underage women, police chases, Otis Redding inspired rave-ups, and proselytizing on the true meaning of rock-and-roll doesn’t satisfy, then look down?. What do you see? Nothing, fool! Your balls have taken the first bus out of town because rock-and-roll is dead to you.
Sincerely,