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White Hills: Frying on this Rock

by Glenn Astarita
April 25, 2012

Among other things, the New York City-based space rockers White Hills will give any stereo system a workout by pushing the limits of acceptable sonic distortion, sort of like a proving grounds for aural integrity. Unabashedly loud, and progressing with a massive wall-of-sound approach, this album tenders a psycho-rock brew tinged with thrashing guitar licks amid a few nods to Sonic Youth, or Pink Floyd on steroids.The magnum opus is the fifteen-minute closer, “I Write a Thousand Letters ...