In keeping with that defiance, Burning Mountains plays like a kind of indignant opus, composed within proximity to the epicenter of a psychotropic maelstrom.
As big and bold as it can sound, there's little here that's especially flashy or blatantly attention-seeking.
It’s an immersive, oddly soothing pit stop of a record for these stubborn stalwarts of experimental rock
The subtle dynamic shifts and the micro-changes in the two compositions will make Burning Mountains something to revisit
Perhaps the best thing about Oneida, and this album in particular, is that they are still finding new sounds to investigate
It’s an experiment, basically: they’re trying out a few new techniques to add to their abundant repertoire and it’ll be interesting to see what direction this energetic, inventive and prolific group will take next.