I rather enjoy talking about the passions in my life. Whether it be books that inspired me or films that rewired my brain or records that changed me for the better, I can get lost in the prose. Obsessing over the details has been my modus operandi since I was in short pants. I’ve always […]Read More Complex Distractions Presents : JHubner’s Favorite Albums of 2018 Part Three
As if our 4/20 surprise wasn’t enough, Sleep have continued to put a big, dumb smile on my face into June with another track courtesy of the Adult Swim singles series. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the mammoth, and woolly, “Leagues Beneath”. Truth be told, Sleep’s first Adult Swim single series track “The […]Read More Sleep’s “Leagues Beneath”
For the longest time Sleep were more legend than reality. A trio of young California stoners in the late 80s/early 90s that worshiped at the alter of Black Sabbath, fueled by massive amounts of the best bud little money could buy, started a whole new genre of music: stoner metal. Matt Pike, Al Cisneros, and […]Read More Sleep : The Sciences
As if some bleary-eyed, cosmic stoner wish came true, the Kush Gods have bestowed upon the universe, on this 20th of April 2018, the best possible scenario any stoner/doom fuzz fan could ever hope for: Sleep have dropped a new album into your pipe. Commence smoking it. We’ve heard hints, rumors, and allegations for years […]Read More Happy 4/20, Now Get Some Sleep
I’m officially done working for a week now. Hello vacation. After another extremely slow and boring 10 hour workday I was ready to come home and spin some tunes and drink a beer. Harsh Toke’s Light Up And Live was what was thrown on the turntable and damn if it’s not hitting the spot right […]Read More Harsh Toke and the Friday Spin
Lying upon my front stoop when I got home from an unextraordinary workout was a box from Vermont. Inside said box was a heavy ass double LP from the now defunct doom metal band Sleep. Yes, the classic stoner doom metal masterpiece Dopesmoker. The Weedian people have arrived at my humble Midwestern abode and they’re […]Read More Nothin’ but a Dopesmoker
It started out subtle enough. I was in that space between conscious and unconscious. It’s that space where you’re aware of your surroundings, yet you could be dreaming as well. I could still hear the faint ticking of the wall clock in the dining room as the sandman crept closer, powdering me with his… What […]Read More Who’s that vomiting in the hallway?