Canada's Sons Of Otis bring in the Doom from up north on their third full length album. Slow, resonating Sleep-collided-with-Grand Magus riffs, thick slabs of guitar dripping with bluesy psychedelic leads. The vocals are pretty decent, not too abrasive, and you can actually make out words. There's a bitchin' cover of Steppenwolf's "The Pusher" (I swear that sounds like the bassline from "Born Under A Bad Sign"), and they show some serious Hendrix love on "Liquid Jam", a 14+ minute musical trip. "Eclipse" is a long, slow, beautifully doomified instrumental. If you dig the doom, you need this album.