Wolfmother - Cosmic Egg
In the worlds before Wolfmother, primal chaos reigned. Heaven sought order. But the phoenix can only fly again when its feathers are grown. The four worlds formed again and yet again, as endless aeons wheeled and passed. Time and the pure essences of Heaven, the moisture of the Earth, the powers of the Sun and the Moon all worked upon a certain rock, old as creation. And it became magically fertile. That first egg was named "Thought". Tathagata Buddha, the Father Buddha, said, "With our thoughts, we make the World". Elemental forces caused the egg to hatch. From it then came Andrew Stockdale. The nature of Wolfmother was irrepressible!
Ahem, indeed. Andrew Stockdale has returned with Wolfmother version 2.0. After some disagreements within the band he now has a completely new line-up, but are they still the 70s riffing monsters we remember or have they hatched as something new?
Opener ‘Califonia Queen’ could have come from the first Kasabian album. It only becomes apparent this is actually Wolfmother at the forty second mark when Andrew really opens his Ozzy-esque vocal chords. By track two it’s clear this isn’t a Wolfmother tribute act, there are enough elements to make them recognisable but also no desire to rest upon their laurels. This is a far more of a straight edged rock album than what has come before. It drops a lot of the keyboard that featured heavily on their debut and it also spends less time adventuring off into other ideas. Whilst drawing the crowds in 2006, it wasn’t long before their debut became tired and the band began to stray too close to novelty. Cosmic Egg redresses that balance completely. Instead of trying to go in three hundred directions at once they have focused their energy on a single path. This is a fuller sounding, fleshed out rock and roll contender designed to stand the test of time.
Their desire to sing about complete nonsense has survived intact. Answers on a postcard please to what on earth ’10,000 Feet’ is about. But it’s in good company. What else would you expect to emerge from a Cosmic Egg other than castles turning into sand? Plus it’s a fantastic track, so all pretension is instantly forgiven.
Cosmic Egg is a cohesive rock album that favours tradition over genre-orienteering. By stripping it down and going back to basics they have managed to travel further than the silver spaceship of prog could ever have taken them.