When New York-based psychedelic camp
White Hills
emerged in the mid-2000s, they latched onto the same wandering, spaced-out spirit of dark, cosmically drifting guitar-heavy rock famously explored by pioneers like
Hawkwind
and
Amon Dueuel II
. Their trajectory seemed in line with other space-brained rockers of their time, including prolific output in the form of multiple limited-edition releases that would often include lengthy jams that grew more fried and alien-sounding as the band continued.
Walks for Motorists
represents something of a sea change for
, as the album sees them turning away somewhat from the guitar-centric freakouts of their previous work to songs built more on concentrated, stripped-down grooves. Not to say that this newfound clarity means the band is any more sterile or less psychedelic. Album opener "No Will," based around a churning rhythm and a repetitive fuzz bassline, is a dirty, terrifying start to things, with the occasional chiming of haunted backing vocals being the only thing steering the song away from becoming an industrial track somewhere between
Suicide
Alien Sex Fiend
. This sleazy sound shows up throughout the album, as with the gnarled groove of "Wanderlust" and the explosive "We Are What You Are." Other moments tend closer to previous work from the band, as with the lengthy
Spacemen 3
-modeled guitar psych burner "Lead the Way" and the icy Krautrock electronics of "I, Nomad." Bassist
Ego Sensation
offers more vocal contributions to this album than any other since co-founding the group, always augmenting her bandmate
Dave W.
's aggressive and narcotic performances with a detached and ghostly presence. ~ Fred Thomas