Gritty, Swedish desert-rock with psychedelic explosions
“Probably the best band in the world!” Uncle Josh (Homme) had probably thrown a load of Carlsberg down his throat when he uttered these famous words. He was talking about Truckfighters, a Swedish team of three with a whopping identity crisis, as they present steaming, fuzzy stoner that throws us back in the direction of the sandy Californian desert that bore Kyuss, Fu Manchu and Nebula.
Ozo (vocals/bass), Dango (guitar) and Poncho (drums) - better known to the registrar of Örebro as Oskar Cedermalm, Niklas Källgren and Andre Kvarnström - have been blazing melodious, gritty stoner-rock with psychedelic explosions into the ether for eleven years, three albums and several EPs now. You'll have to wait until early 2014 for their fourth longplayer ‘Universe’ (on the very appropriate named Fuzzorama label again) but you can already lay an ear on their latest EP ‘The Chairman’.
This spring they went off well in the AB Club, as flame on the fuse of Kvelertak, and in October a well-filled Trix Club fell for them too. “Truckfighters, that’s the good shit.” Too right, uncle Josh!
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