Weedeater are one of those band-as-caricatures that’s either cunningly, painstakingly constructed or utterly authentic: hard-drinking, hard drugging North Carolina hicks, wild of eyes and wilder of beard. Gnarly, driving bass and Keith Kirkum’s battered drums coalesce into a sort of Southern-fried doom that’s approximately the sound of a keg-party Om (to the point guitarist Dave Shepard remains something of a spare part). Spiritually, meanwhile, it’s rebel music for a land where the Confederacy still roam. “This is a song by Lynyrd Skynyrd,” huffs Wilson, and the following haywire cover of ‘Gimme Back My Bullets’ finds them perched behind barricades, waiting for the government. If you’ve got a moral problem with that, you could probably just have a beer.