Queens of the Stone Age

Armed with Dave Grohl's superhuman drumming and the amplifier-destroying chops of Dean Ween, the Queens return with a third album that pushes the stoner rock envelope the same way that Nirvana's Nevermind ripped grunge wide open.

There comes a time in every band's life when it must accept its fate. For Queens of the
Stone Age, that means embracing the old- (as opposed to new-) metal wrought-iron heart
that beats at the center of the band's roomy melodies. Anointed as the new Nirvana in 1998,
the California quartet was actually proof of how much the pop scene missed Nirvana. With
Songs for the Deaf, the Queens get louder and weirder and let their bone-bred a... More >

Would rawk more unremittingly on one's stereo without the transmission interruptions claiming rawk's banned from one's radio ("You Think I Ain't Worth a Dollar, but I Feel Like a Millionaire," "Hangin' Tree") (Grade - **)