Fuzzing Nation – Mothertruck
Argonauta Records – 2026
Stoner, Rock, Metal, Fuzz
Rated: ****
You might start thinking that we’ve turned into an Argonauta Records promo site soon enough, cause we’ve been working on quite a few reviews of albums released by that label or their imprint Octopus Rising. Shit, we even have one or more PREMIERE’s for albums from them coming up. But it can’t be helped, they’ve been releasing grade A stuff of late! And well, actually, always. And yes, there are more labels in our cozy little Heavy Underground that all do stunning stuff. And we hope to review all of those too! But there are only 24 hours in a day, and the album reviews soon to be published just caught our ear and got our fingers itching…
And itching to get behind the wheel of a Mothertruck! Speed out through the desert, stereo blazing some sandy stoner and filthy fuzz! For today we want to mention the Greek trio Fuzzing Nation! We mentioned their Into The Desert EP from 2024 during a Quick Fire Friday segment and kept our ears open for more of their moving grooves. And move it does! Shit, my fingers move out of their own accord across the keyboard ever since they heard the Mothertruck engine roar!
For Mothertruck roars in like a supercharged war rig, cresting the dunes, all chrome glare and burning the horizon. With these three Greek crazies behind the wheel and no intention in hell of slowing down! A high speed desert pursuit, the spirit of post-apocalyptic wasteland fury distilled into molten riffs and weaponized groove! And in between it all, the band builds a sound that feels equal parts gasoline, fire and defiance!
The tracks surge and collide like badland convoy clashes, with hypnotic , heat warped passages giving way to explosive bursts of punk fury and doom soaked weight, all fuzzed out, as the new commonwealth is known for. And then there are tracks like The Open Wound or The Elder’s Code, which are here to fracture the landscape into something stranger and more dangerous or danceable. While Dead Old Tree, stuck in the middle of those two, just lumbers forward like a rusted engine on the brink of collapse. But everything, always, brought to you in a savage, loud and wild style! As we might have said it before, and borrowed from the famous Doctor, this is the kind of music that will make your machine drive another hundred miles with the gasoline meter on empty…
(Written by JK)




























