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Phased ' 3 musicians, 3 instruments, 1 sound. A collision of Sabbath-like heaviness and spacey Hawkwind riffage, the sunburned desert meets the blackness of doom. Walls of guitars and droning bass-lines team up with tribal rhythms and melt into a maelstrom of sound Phased call psychedelic deathrock. Heavy and oft monotonous riffs, misanthropic barking vocals ' it is plain obvious this sinister package delves in the darker sides of reality. But make no mistake, song-titles such as ô©Woke Up This Morning And Gave Myself Headôî are but one hint you're dealing with intellectual shoeshine boys of the humorous kind. These are simply not some retarded and brainless dope-heads.