White Stuff 

White Stuff 

White Stuff is the first full-fledged Royal Trux album since 2000’s Pound for Pound and if you’ve been patiently awaiting more of this band’s low-fi, sloppy–Stones–blues-slurry, you’ll likely be pleased. Here, Royal Trux founders Jennifer Herrema and Michael Hagerty continue the famously drug-addled meandering they first embarked on in the late ’80s.  But this doesn’t […]

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Oct, 02, 2019



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White Stuff is the first full-fledged Royal Trux album since 2000’s Pound for Pound and if you’ve been patiently awaiting more of this band’s low-fi, sloppyStonesblues-slurry, you’ll likely be pleased. Here, Royal Trux founders Jennifer Herrema and Michael Hagerty continue the famously drug-addled meandering they first embarked on in the late 80s. 

But this doesn’t seem like music originating from a warm, velvety heroincocoon. Nor does it come from the abrasive, jaw-grinding stridency of the cocaine use alluded to on the album cover. This is the lurching, attention-deficit-causing buzz of a trailerpark concoction whipped up from a case of cough syrup and a jug of household cleaner.  

Sounding like a string of tape-splices, the title track kicks the album off with tight guitar- stylings jammed between jumbled piles of slacker-rock fuzz. Next, Herrema and Haggerty drift into the syrupy glue-trap that is “Year of the Dog.”  

By the time White Stuff finally hangs itself on the sharp hooks of “Under Ice,” we’ve been treated to a rock album as satisfying as it is disparate. And, make no mistake, this is a rock ‘n’ roll album. Which means that, in 2019, White Stuff deserves to be heralded as the rare and magical beast that it is.  


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