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Riding the High Horse (2005)
Chrome Molly / Clearing the Room / Cocaine Eyes / 13 - 69 / Tuff Luck / I Gotta Gun / End of the Line / Rock & Roll Dynasty / Living Hell / Renovation
No
matter what you're opinion about Nicotine Records' band roster is, you gotta
give 'em credit for having a nose for dirty-ass rock 'n' roll. No you're right,
the diversity on their records is usually nada (especially if it's
not what you'd put on when the weekend starts, anyway), most of the bands
only seem concerned about getting kicks out of kerosene-fueled rock 'n' roll
themselves, but since that was the initial goal anyway there's no reason to
complain - you know what you're in for with these Italians and their bands.
Same deal with The Deviltones, a loud and ugly quartet from Richmond, Virginia
(that also gave us your favorite wedding band Alabama Thunderpussy): they
decided that a career in hipster rock wasn't for them and instead took a bunch
of albums our of their rock 'n' roll collection and tried to live up to the
energy level of their influences, usually to effective results. Ten songs
clocking in under 30 minutes, that tells you these guys have probably no time
to waste on stretched-out instrumentals and intricate structures and that
there's very likely to be a punk ingredient. There is, as the band is obviously
rooted in the classic punk of the Ramones, adds some of the speed of dragster-bands
The Supersuckers and Zeke and a garage-y touch straight out of Aussie punk
(Radio Birdman, Celibate Rifles, etc). There's not much diversity or originality
here, all these riffs have been used before or are at least variations on
common ones, so if you're in it for catchy hooks you never heard before… wrong
address, pal. Also, if you're in need of a poetry kick, you've come to the
wrong place (just take a look at those song titles, will you). What's left
then? Well… it's only rock 'n roll, basically, but the hard rockin' kind.
The one that goes well with too much beer, seedy clubs, drunk women with huge
cleavages and stiletto hells and a parking lot full of shiny motorcycles.
It's filthy, blood-raw and sometimes just what a working man needs after a
day of working his ass off. Tracks like "Chrome Molly," the brief explosions
"Clearing the Room" and "I Gotta Gun," the motorpunk of "Living Hell" - nothing
but kicks from dirty boots and sometimes, that'll do.
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