Dale Crover

Introducing, the debut solo album from the enigmatic legend that is Dale Crover.

Amongst his 30+ year career as one half of the essential Melvins roster, Crover has contributed to countless albums ranging from platinum-plated classics (ahem, Nirvana) to seminal cult LPs. However, up until this point, Crover’s solo efforts have only appeared once in a blood moon, limited to the Melvins’ 1992 KISS-themed solo EP, and a couple of intermittent 7” releases.

The Fickle Finger of Fate has its beginnings in the bizarre, six spindle-holed 12-sided record, “Skins.” In 2016, Crover was more or less “commissioned” to compose twelve 30-second songs to satisfy the requirements of this crazy record format. The fugues created through this haiku-like exercise ended up providing the basis of what would become The Fickle Finger of Fate.

But let’s be clear: this is not a drum record. The album features a perplexingly diverse batch of songs that recall the best moments of the Melvins’ catalog. With 90% of all instruments played by Crover, and recorded by longtime engineer Toshi Kasai, the album is sure to tickle the temporal lobs of Melvins’ devotees.

Sonically, the album ranges from slightly microwaved heaviness (“Hillbilly Math,” “Big Uns”) to surprisingly chill Pink Floyd-tinged ballads (“Little Brother,” “The Fickle Finger of Fate”), to Max Roach-meets-Throbbing Gristle drum experimentations, to good old-fashioned Andy Kaufman-style head-fuckery.

Though consistently otherworldly, The Fickle Finger of Fate is surprisingly approachable – dare we say, catchy. But even at its most anthemic, you won’t be able to shake the feeling that a sinister ambience is hovering just beneath the surface.