Hey Oblivion (2018).

Hey Oblivion (2018).

 
Hey Oblivion is quite unlike anything else you’ll hear in modern popular music today.
— No Depression, 10/9/18

Excerpted Reviews of Hey Oblivion

The thirteen songs spanning the collection are rife with surprises and satisfying turns more than making up for any wait. Much of their distinctive musical personality comes through in their apparent willingness to try whatever a song needs and their chameleon like talent for different approaches is remarkable by any standard.

The Suborbitals are back as a recording band with outstanding results and Hey Oblivion is quite unlike anything else you’ll in modern popular music today.

- Mindy McCall, No Depression, Oct. 9, 2018

 

“When greeted with the crushing and inescapable vortex that is oblivion, The Suborbitals greet right back with a casual 'hey' and a toot of a baritone saxophone. Oh boy, oh boy I LOVE THESE BOYS! Darkness and despair come in all different shades, textures and scents and I sure as hell never thought it would come from the sunny Monterey/Santa Cruz area in California.

When it comes to The Suborbitals and their new album Hey Oblivion, the color is a swanky, shiny black; it feels like velvet and is drenched in the scent of cigar smoke.

This has got to be one of the classiest albums I have ever heard when it comes to the gritty world of what I like to call the misery album.”

- Rebecca Rothschild, Divide and Conquer, 9/7/18

 
 

'Devil's Dance Card' exudes flavors of Latin blues and wickedly tight burlesque strip club music, the kind you'd find at a gentleman's club on the wrong side of the tracks, rife with deep tones from the sax and theatrical vocals.

'Let's Forget It For A While,' a down-tempo alt-rock tune both austere and deliciously cool, like The Kinks covering The Talking Heads, innovative and nuanced with surfacing pale energy.

'Wise Blood' opens with a slapping bassline from the bowels of the earth and snug percussion. The drawling, simmering tones of the sax infuse the tune with opaque, ominous sensuality.

'Aquanaut' is pure, unadulterated burlesque blues mingled with oozing savors from a buttery sax, and scrumptious histrionic vocals, treacly and potently marinated in whisky and cigarette smoke.

'Klutina' exudes snazzy aromas of lounge music amalgamated with jazz-lite, as if Jethro Tull got booked to play the Ramada Inn.

- Randy Rasic, Popdust.com, 9/25/18


  Blackout Rolling (2006).

Blackout Rolling (2006).

Four men dressed in black suits and Lone Ranger-style masks tell a dark story of drugs, violence and naked bodies.
— Monterey County Weekly, 8/03/06