Ease back into 90s sluritude with Weed’s latest quad-platter offering of bummed-out grunge. The newly formed melancholy drips mighty rhythms into a painful chorus of subterranean solitude; the glimmering sun, locked into grooves laced with peaks and valleys, rarely yielding a morning dew more suffocating than the BOSS distortion warming each track on Gun Control. Minimal synth aficionados will be fooled by “Ben’s Tour”‘s opening riff, but the real heads will dive for the mail-order-only grippage. Vinyl is limited to 200 copies with a cassette-version offered via Green Burrito.