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By Richard Gintowt

Published on August 29, 2007 at 10:16am

Though it sounds like the mascot of Major League's woeful Cleveland Indians, the moniker Chief Beef is entirely appropriate for a band that yields juicy slabs of power-trio rock. The Phoenix, Arizona, band's 2007 Gravy Tour comes on the heels of its independently released debut, Something About Rock. Step into Chief Beef's meat locker for a rump roast's worth of brainy prog sludge informed by bands such as Burning Airlines, Jesus Lizard, No Knife and the Mars Volta. The bass grooves are succulent, the drums employ a plump thump and the guitar lines are butcher-shop fresh.

"Fucking" by Chief Beef, live at the Hollywood Alley, Mesa, Arizona, October 13, 2006: