The Aggrolites
Reggae Hit L.A.

Personally, I consider the progress of Hellcat, Tim Armstrong's label, to be far too inconsistent to be deemed a good label. Among poor copies of Rancid (Left Alone, Time Again, Orange), psychobilly bands without much bite (Tiger Army, HorrorPops, Nekromantix), the ska of Westbound Train, and the repellent glam rock of the Heart Attacks, the noteworthy material is really scarce (I would mention the unparalleled Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros, The Slackers, and Dropkick Murphys).

However, Hellcat now presents a soul/reggae gem that doesn't leave anyone indifferent: Reggae Hit L.A. by the Aggrolites.

Although many magazines have labeled them as a ska band, the Aggrolites are not inspired by Bad Manners, Specials, and Madness at all, but rather they present themselves as a perfectly blended mix of Wailers, James Brown, Toots and the Maytals, Wilson Pickett, and Meters.

Reggae Hit L.A. is therefore a synthesis of roots reggae, funk, and pure and simple soul, with no compromises.

A pearl in a sea of mediocrity.

This album embodies the essence of masterpieces like Maggot Brain by Funkadelic, Catch a Fire by Bob Marley & The Wailers, and the complete works of James Brown, demonstrating how the Aggrolites are undoubtedly a standout band, worthy of being counted among the greatest current representatives of the genre.

Together with Peculiar by the Slackers and Destroyer by King Khan & His Shrines, Reggae Hit L.A. forms the perfect trilogy to tackle the imminent winter.