i witnessed White Orange at a free set at the Doug Fir patio a week or 2 ago. I was sold on them before they struck up a note based on the fact that I saw more people rocking Melvins t-shirts there than I have in probably the last year, and that the drummer stripped down to some briefs, fingerless gloves, and sunglasses before sitting down at his kit.

then i run into an excerpt of a record review that goes like this:

“The amount of chemicals involved in the making of this record likely surpasses what is sprayed on America’s crops in a year. Talk about a druggy, hazy, murky psychedelic sound orgasm, White Orange has produced a doozy. These guys go beyond mere stoner rock and travel into a new dimension where acid flows like water and giant electric seahorses prance through the cosmos while caterpillar armies bow to colossal bongs. Take a look at the brain-frying cover art to get an idea what the band actually sounds like. This trip is highly recommended to those seeking to leave their body using music. The usualc stoner influences such as Kyuss, Nebula and Monster Magnet predominate, but mixed in with some early 90’s alt-rock noisiness. 
If you are a big fan of 60’s and 70’s tinged weirdness boosted up to 21st century levels of heaviness, White Orange will likely blow your mind.” 
-Wormwood Chronicles, Dr. Abner Mality 

Do yourself a favor. Listen.