Review
Picture this: I'm cruising down the highway, windows down, hair whipping in the wind, and King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard's latest jam, "Flight b741," is blasting through my speakers. Let me tell you, this album is a wild ride that'll make you wanna shake your hips and bang your head at the same time. It's like the Aussie rockers took a time machine back to the '70s, stole some mojo from Led Zeppelin and The Rolling Stones, and then cranked it up to eleven with their signature garage rock flair.
But don't let the upbeat vibes fool you - these guys aren't just here to party. Beneath the catchy riffs and boogie-woogie rhythms, they're tackling some heavy stuff. We're talking dissociation, suicidal thoughts, and the whole world going to hell in a handbasket. It's like they've wrapped up the apocalypse in a shiny, foot-tapping package. And get this - the whole band's in on the action, passing the mic around like a hot potato. Even drummer Michael Cavanagh gets his moment in the spotlight on "Le Risque."
The production on this bad boy is denser than a fruitcake at Christmas, with layers upon layers of sound that'll have you discovering new nuggets of gold with every listen. And the way these tracks flow into each other? Smoother than a greased-up Elvis. It's a non-stop rollercoaster of rock 'n' roll that'll leave you breathless and begging for more. Trust me, "Flight b741" is proof that King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard are still at the top of their game, serving up a fresh slice of classic rock with a modern twist. - Scarlett
