Jerusalem is the ultimate celebration of smoke-filled nights spent zoning out to Black Sabbath. The album is a lyrically sparse 52-minute song that details the journey of "the weedian" to the "riff-filled land." The slow lumbering riffs in this land do the Obsessed, Blue Cheer, and the Sabs proud. Jerusalem is pure unpretentious heavy pleasure -- a smile and a nod to all who joyously kneel before the altar of Iommi with "bong in hand" in spirit and in actuality.
Al Cisneros (bass, vocals)
Matt Pike (guitar)
Chris Hakius (drums)
Drug music basically comes in three varieties:
A. The kind that replicates the thoughts, sensations, and emotions of a peak experience. In essence, music that produces a narcotic effect on the listeners brain.
B: The kind that requires the listener to actually provide the chemical alteration themselves in order to fully appreciate the music.
C: The kind where the makers of the music are so obviously wasted and brain-dead that the listener needs drugs after hearing them to erase the memory.
As the astute reader will notice, these categories also represent a qualitative heirarchy with "A" being the desired goal and "C" being a waste of valuable studio time.
Sleep's Jerusalem falls squarely into the "B" category, being amply aided by a voluntary dulling of the senses and a suspension of chronological reasoning, but unable to produce these effects on it's own.
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