Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Take Them On, On Your Own

THE REVIEW

If monotony had the appearance of a woman in heat, she would definitely have relations with BRMC, because the second attempt by the American trio, after their good debut in 2002, already sounds old and outdated from the first listen, where the children of the wild "Marlon Brando", despite so much pseudo energy and passion, end up following the same patterns.

If at first, the single "Stop" seems to excite with the nice riff, after a couple of listens, it seems predictable and monotonous, like "Six barrel shotgun", practically identical to "Whatever happened to my rock'n roll", the very first single of the band, present on the debut album. Just sing along to notice it. Acid guitars, distorted bass, and post-grunge atmospheres are not enough to captivate the new rock devotees, lacking in dynamism and creativity.

The best moments appear to be the ones with ample breathing space, where the psychedelic component emerges, but the more "driven" tracks seem too self-similar. "In like the rose" and "Suddenly", the most solid moments, are not enough to justify the purchase of a flat record, further supported by melodic parts and static and heavy vocals.

A mediocre record, and even if the Stones shout "It's only rock'n roll and I like it", I reply this time "I don't like it". Despite all the advertising they have, there is better in Italy, just look around.