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Rating: Airbourne
Runnin' Wild
Roadrunner Records, 2008
Saying that the wood of that stage is worn out would be a pure understatement. Dozens of bands have climbed onto it in recent months, hoping to carve out a little space in the rock world, and needless to say, so far, all have failed. Some colorful insults, indifference, and even more or less convinced praises, but nothing more. The unknown Airbourne have just finished their energetic performance... We are in 2004, in Australia, in a remote place near Melbourne where most of you have never been and will never go. If you go beyond the stage and enter a room, you’ll find the band exhausted. The singer's throat, dry from exertion, is drying, not drinking, a beer, while with the other arm, he’s wiping his back with a once, perhaps, white towel. The guitars are steaming on the ground, and the drummer's arms look like those of a swimmer just out after a workout. They've given their all in 5 songs: this is called rock'n roll and in 2008 they’ve made it to the other side of the world, earning it, and I'm here to talk about it.
Personally, I find it as annoying as the sound of a rake on a pot to hear shitty bands blatantly manufactured at a table be called rock. Bands that care a lot, if not entirely, about the look; that don’t write the songs, but "interpret" them artistically. Cocky little brats who think that having an electric guitar or ripped jeans and knowing how to play two basic chords make them cool. These pop-emo-whatever-ROCK bands that can’t sing live and show all their burst of energy and passion in their debut album by producing a plethora of "sugar-coated" singles to garner orgasmic shrieks from lustful teenagers and the approval of children raised on Pokemon and Playstation... Well, all of them together, passionately holding hands, could even fall into the toilet bowl, and I'd flush them myself. The rock adjective fits them like a salmon in a desert.
"Running Wild" by Airbourne is a memorable and simple debut CD that exudes enthusiasm and passion. I'll describe it in a few lines, not to diminish it, but because it’s 40 minutes of pure hard rock filled with disarming simplicity and concreteness made of successful riffs and steady tempos. Sharp solos, never too long, alternate with a rough voice like that of Joel O'Keeffe, who, as a true leader, not only sings but also plays the guitar. The nods to the best AC/DC in terms of voice, sound, and nationality are strong, but in my opinion, this can only be a good thing because we now need that music more than ever. Songs like the title track and Blackjack alone justify the purchase of a well-packaged product that pushes you to turn up the volume. An album to be listened to in one sitting, it shakes you, it grabs your ears and drills them, managing to energize you and even capable of letting you put a bad day behind you, for a moment, thanks to the dirty notes and vocal lines (backing vocals included) of the intro of Stand Up For Rock n' Roll, moving through the memorable chorus of What's Eating With You up to the end. No slow songs or ballads: there will be time for those in the future. Airbourne is currently keen on making rock; the real kind, and it's up to you to decide whether it's worth listening to or not.
Airbourne and Tokyo Dragons: two young talents to support.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Stand Up for Rock 'n' Roll (04:01)
Alright people welcome to the show
Are you ready to rock are you ready to go
Yeah we've got what you want and we've got what you need
So get your arse down here n' let your ears bleed
C'mon drink your beer and drink your wine
Let's have a goodtime
We're ready, so get ready
We're gonna rock, rock tonight
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Forget about the neighbours let em cry all night
Yeah it's about time that we set them alight
If you've got a match then we've got the gas
Let's start a fire and have ourselves a blast
C'mon drink your and drink your wine
Let's have a goodtime
We're ready, so get ready
We're gonna rock, rock tonight
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up, Stand up, Stand up
C'mon stand up for rock 'n' roll
We're ready, so get ready
We're gonna rock, rock tonight
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up for rock 'n' roll
Stand up for rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll
For Rock and Roll
02 Runnin' Wild (03:38)
I've got the wind at my back and my foot to the floor
I ain't comin' back to you no more
I'm sick of your shit and your moaning whine
I'm leaving you for good come rain or shine
You can cry me a river, cry me a river of tears
Yeah you can cry all you like but it won't change my mind
I gotta get away get you outta my life...
You got me runnin' wild and free
Runnin' wild and free
You got me runnin' wild and free
Runnin' wild and free
Gonna drive all day gonna drive all night
Whatever it takes to get to the light
I'm running on rage I'm outta control
My anger for you is like hot burning coal
So you can cry me a river, cry me a river of tears
Yeah you can cry all you like but it won't change my mind
I gotta get away get you outta my life...
You got me runnin' wild and free
Runnin' wild and free
You got me runnin' wild and free
Runnin' wild and free
You got me runnin' wild, wild and free
The open road is all i need
You got me runnin' wild runnin' free
It's never gonna be like it used to be
Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey
No I wont turn around I won't turn back
I've made up my mind and that's a fact
It's over baby I'm hangin' up this phone
But before you I go there's just one thing you should know...
I hope you drown in your river drown in your river of tears
Yeah you can cry all you like but it won't change my mind
I gotta get away get you outta my life...
You got me runnin' wild and free
Runnin' wild and free
You got me runnin' wild and free
Runnin' wild and free
Yeah you got me runnin' wild and free
Runnin' wild and free
You got me runnin' wild and free
Runnin' wild and free
You got me runnin' wild, wild and free
The open road is all i need
You got me runnin' wild runnin' free
It's never gonna be like it used to be
Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey
03 Too Much, Too Young, Too Fast (03:42)
Some people like to make all the rules
And tell others what to do
They make it their way so they always win
And the others always lose
Street gangs and madmen
How they wage their private wars
In bankers clothes their hearts are froze and
Their wives hold hands with whores
I'll sit and spin for a little while
If it's the end of days
I'm goin out in style
Too much, Too young, Too fast
I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts
Too much, Too young, Too fast
I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass
Thieves in the night rob you blind
With surgical precision
You can't evade the eye in the sky
He got facial recognition
Paranoia on every street
It's hard to stay alive
Never know when you'll feel the heat
Before it takes your life
I'll sit and spin for a little while
If it's the end of days
I'm goin out in style
Too much, Too young, Too fast
I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts
Too much, Too young, Too fast
I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass
Too much, Too young, Too fast
I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts
Too much, Too young, Too fast
I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass
Too much I'm gonna drink it up
Too fast yeah while it lasts
04 Diamond in the Rough (02:53)
I had a dollar in my pocket
And dirt on my hands
She was a rich man's daughter
Who didn't give a damn
She had all the boys talkin'
With her fancy cat walkin'
But it was me who took her home
And gave her bed a good rockin'
Cause at the end of the day
Honey when it's all said and done...
I can't get enough of that diamond in the rough
I can't get enough of your diamond in the rough
Early next morning
I woke naked and beat
And as the sun was rising
She was still lookin' like a treat
I stuck my finger in the honey
Threw my dollar in the well
And when I made my wish
You know it was clear as a bell
That at the end of the day
Honey when it's all said and done...
I can't get enough of that diamond in the rough
I can't get enough of your diamond in the rough
I can't get enough of that diamond in the rough
I can't get enough of that diamond in the rough
I can't get enough of that diamond in the rough
I can't get enough of your diamond in the rough
06 Blackjack (02:42)
Rollin' the dice
Never thinkin' twice
She took my breath away
And now it's time to pay
I got all my money on thirteen black tonight
Yeah she's a sweet senorita a real man eater
She ain't gonna let me get home alive
Blackjack
She's a hell of a thrill
Blackjack
She's makin' a kill
Fever runnin' high
Got aces in my eyes
She's got somethin' up her sleeve
As I watch my chips bleed
I got all my money on thirteen black tonite
Yeah she's a sweet senorita a real man eater
She ain't gonna let me get home alive
Blackjack
She's a hell of a thrill
Blackjack
She's makin' a kill
She's a hell of a thrill
She's makin' a kill
She's a hell of a thrill
She's makin' a kill
Blackjack
She's a hell of a thrill
She's makin' a kill
She's a hell of a thrill
She's makin' a kill
Blackjack
She's a hell of a thrill
Blackjack
She's makin' a kill
Blackjack
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