henge: nothing head

London-based Henge have been frying brains for the last four years with their psychedelic doom, coming on like an acid-fried freight train straight to the cerebral core. Think Black Sabbath through an Amphetamine Reptile filter. Their first LP, Henge (GODUNK 011LP, 2016) gained rave reviews and Nothing Head builds on their debut's oppressive groove. The album opener, "Compressor" feels like staggering through a Californian desert with the heat beating down, bewildered and lost but knowing full well when reaching the destination that's when things will start to get really weird. "The Sea" continues the desert stagger until a white light beams down opening up a portal to the subconscious and bad deeds spring forth. "Beginners" makes a feeling of claustrophobia tingle with a forlorn wail following one's every move. The light finally begins to raise again with "Human Beings" although briefly until darkness descends with "Teddy Bear". Desperately trapped but once letting oneself go, movement flows freely. This is it. At just over eight minutes long, "Dracila" is the one that stretches time and builds on everything gone before. "Nike" ebbs and flows with a worldly understanding and rounding the LP off in an enlightened state.