SMALLSTONE: self-titled: CD

Smallstone precisely create a sugary-sweet swell of richly textured pop-rock splendor that’s undeniably dazzling and melodiously inspiring. It’s an aural rainbow-ride of sunshine-swirl sonic magnificence bursting with billowy blasts of jingle-jangle guitar strummings and sparkling, searing, narcotic-induced leads. The divinely angelic halo-dream vocals are jubilantly complemented by heavenly acid-drenched harmonies, frolicking ocean-tide bass runs, tribal mantra-like peyote-stomp drumming, and deliciously flavorful clouds of carnival-crazed organ-pipin’ grandeur. Far-fuckin’-out, man! Who needs The Beatles when the colorful, crushed-velvet musical majesty of Smallstone so delicately serenades our sensory receptors? An absolute mind-bending, starry-eyed auditory delight!

 –Roger Moser Jr. (Bomp)