Okay, it’s a fucking monster. How big a monster? Doesn’t matter. Their noise is bigger than your noise. Without taking a peek at the press release, we can only guess that the band might’ve taken their name from one of three important sources – 1) Holy Mountain being another name for Mount Athos, an autonomous monastic republic in Greece, or 2) a seminal Earache album from the early 90s by Sleep called Sleep’s Holy Mountain, or 3) very possibly from the same-titled yet utterly demented (and Beatles manager produced) Alejandro Jodorowsky head-fuck surrealist film.
Regardless, it’s still a monster. Chemikal Underground signed, Holy Mountain are from or based around Glasgow, dressed in sexy/unsexy tight white wife-beater vests and long hair on the album cover, arms folded, pimping their gargantuan waves of sonic sludge riffs while burning the emo beards off the Kerrang kids with their 6 songs of fuzzed up doom, probably scaring yer maw too and giving obscene retro nightmares to anyone that’s ever bought a Lost Prophets album over Blue Cheer or Sabbath.
Heavy as fuck, in a word. This is an album that will have you reaching for slowly-mouthed F-Bombs, nodding with your hair covering your closed eyes on Swifty Fuckwit while Great Monkey takes a detour towards ye olde Kyuss, throwing in plenty of stoner-metal grooves. To quote/steal a rare album title from Les Rallizes Dénudés, Earth Measures is heavier than a death in the family.
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