Aye Mammoth’s eponymous release from last May is the epitome of late seventies rock, mirroring their influences so closely that the songs are almost campy and take on the feel of parody in the sense that I can too easily picture David St. Hubbins putting his own lyrics to the backdrop of this record’s shredding guitar and rumbling bass, but I guess what’s the problem with that? Black Sabbath, Motorhead and Iron Maiden, to name a few on the top rung, are at the head of this musical family tree of influence with a few future generations like Queens of the Stone Age mixed in, and those bands run prominently through Aye Mammoth’s veins. So if that floats your boat, it’s doubtful you won’t like their debut album.

From this endeavor in hard rock come heavy riffs from Micah Loyed and an ominous pounding of drums from Phil Stem along with Brian Williams’ (who needs to grow a Derek Smalls mustache) bass lines, which send a thick and foreboding current jolting through the 10 tracks. Their impetus, force, energy and enthusiasm resound as convincingly as Aye Mammoth’s predecessors, topped off with Loyed’s prestigious deadpan that echoes zombie-like through the record.

There’s little to say other than that these songs are odes to the influencers of its creators. Aye Mammoth is solid. It’s rough. It’s grating. It’s easily summarized by its song titles, which range from “Thunderbolt” and “Wolf of the Iron Wood” to “Awaken Giants” and “Rattle Your Bones.” Aye Mammoth is all those things and old school in their execution, which doesn’t really fail unless the instrumentalists can’t play, and they can.

Aye Mammoth perform frequently in the ‘Boro, and their upcoming shows can be found on their Facebook page, along with a collection of live videos that can be viewed on their official website.