The One and Only

OBN IIIs drop a seriously heavyweight album following three killer singles/EPs. Some of the best mid-paced punk rock of the 'City Slang' vibe...and one of the best live bands of recent memory...now flirting with a Sabbath-caliber weight in the sound, added snot-nosed attitude, and tighter grooves. The resulting record is an absolutely-no-bullshit, tight-yet-screaming wild, rock record full of the wicked, double-deep-fried-guitars searing in and out of Orville's way. All the primal attack and hooky sheen of the self-titled EP is all over this thing along with that dark, nihilistic affect of 'Mark On You,' now planted with heavier footing. The 'Texas-tinged IVY GREEN' tag still applies, but adds a Vamps meets Stooges swagger big time. Frying the shit out of stuff where appropriate. And a lot more howling and magma comes spewing up through any potential crack in the surface here. Highlights include everything. Recorded by Orville in hot-as-fuck Austin, Texas, as if enough sweat wasn't baked into these tapes.