There was a time when grunge was an indomitable empire. A musical transcendence that touched and shaped all corners of popular culture.
If you've never seen a video by the band Red Fang then you haven't lived.
I have long theorized that music in general works in cycles of twenty to twenty-five years, and that what's old can continually be made new again, like doctoring up that potato salad for one last go-around.
Red Fang’s sophomore effort “Murder the Mountains” is a wonderfully experimental, anything-goes affair that approaches the mores of kick-ass rock and roll with open eyes and robust vitality.