When we talk about desert rock, the imagery that traditionally springs to mind is that of the East-Californian expanse, combining the sunbeaten languor of the Sonoran Desert to the south with the edgier cool of the Mojave further north. Despite being based beneath the grey skies of Oxfordshire, Indica Blues’ music’s spiritual home is amongst the nuclear test sites of Nevada and New Mexico, where the already scorched earth was broken and re-shaped in service of mankind’s spiral towards inevitable self-annihilation. Picking up where they left off with 2018 debut Hymns For A Dying Realm, We Are Doomed pours another two years of global discord and pestilence into the mix for seven tracks that juggle cosmic heaviosity, inky melody and unapologetic nihilism. Rather than providing a sou...