Part of Odd Fellows Rest's charm is that its melody and creepy, atmospheric riffs and bass lines create a sound which is heavy in a quite different, and in some ways more extreme, manner. Kirk Windstein's insightful lyrics are as beautifully depressive and brilliant as ever with such sublime and subtle metaphorical passages.

Odd Fellows Rest is about as perfect an album as you`re ever likely to hear. Pure sludge genius.

Like early, slow Melvins, like early, slow Swans with big guitars, like early Eyehategod. You get the idea. There's some new developments here, like songs that flow rather than plod wielding a bluesy kind of continuity within and between riffs that Eyehategod perfected on Take as Needed for Pain. Windstein breaks out some pretty cool cleanish vocals that can only be described as melodic. But this is still Crowbar, and if you're really into them and what Martin Popoff not inaccurately describes as their "black lung idea of fun", Odd Fellows Rest has what you're looking for.

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