Album Review: Orange Goblin - The Wolf Bites Back

Thank the gods, Orange Goblin have returned from the sludge heavens to embark on yet another killer album for the good of man.

The Wolf Bites Back is a radical album that’s as good as it is loud; thunderous riffs gallop in to trample over all that is false in the land. One of the eminent stoner metal bands of the last two decades, Orange Goblin have remained relevant by refusing to slow down (as if that isn’t an oxymoron in this genre, but whatever -- you get it). The beast set forth through your speakers by Orange Goblin’s magic is unabashedly simple and to the point, and to paraphrase the chorus of “Renegade”, this music is true grit for rock & roll outlaws. This is the real shit that will hopefully make the ghosts of heavy metal’s elders proud, as The Wolf Bites Back forbids itself from any pretentious aesthetics of artsy contemporaries, and reminisces on the good old days of born to be wild heavy metal thunder.

Orange Goblin kick things off with the solid song to get you pumped up with witchery and sonic brew on the high octane sing along “Sons of Salem,” an ode to end times degeneracy rising up in the name of old school New England sorcery. You’re going to get a lot of fantasy and medieval themes here, such as on “Swords of Fire”, but it’s grounded by the raw guitar playing and bludgeoning bass. I don’t care who you are, if you put blues and heavy metal together with castles and knights, that’s a recipe for cool shit. However, let’s not fool ourselves into thinking that Orange Goblin are riding on a lyrical one trip pony. One of my favorite tracks is “Ghosts of The Primitive,” seemingly an ominous reflection of technocratic society and nihilistic corporate hegemony setting atrophy to the senses through institutionalized ignorance. The pointed lyrics of Ben Ward revolve around spacey 70s rock foundations, psychedelic fuzz, and raw groove.“The Stranger” is a rhythmic rocker with sweet serenades and blistering tones breathing life into the final half of the album. At the conclusion, OG leaves us with sinister and opaque revelations manifested in the smooth current of “Zeitgeist,” a song that sneaks along until the fiery solos sends The Wolf Bites Back atop its final plateaus.

If you’re a devoted Orange Goblin fan, then you probably already know by now that this album is a rager, but if you haven’t heard it yet then keep your expectations high. Going on over two decades, you would  think not to underestimate the probability for sacred riffs, as Orange Goblin will surely prove to you that they are more than capable of delivering for the ninth time with this badass album.

The Wolf Bites Back gets a fuck yeah on the yeah scale.