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Rating: I listened to this album for a long time before reviewing it.
I wanted the annoying and relentless hype to subside, and I wanted to thoroughly digest this work, which has caused such a stir in the specialized press, without falling into rushed judgments.
Unfortunately, The Kills, the lovely VV on guitar and the terribly unlucky Hotel on the other 6 strings, arrive at the wrong time and from the wrong place (New York). They offer (what a surprise!) a rock'n'roll infused with original blues and stained by various influences all really too recognizable like the Rolling Stones and especially the Velvet Underground.
In my opinion, the resemblance to Boss Hog is striking, with VV playing Christina Martinez and Hotel playing Jon Spencer ("Pull A U"). Equally evident is the comparison with Royal Trux, always a duo, always a him and a her with this junkie-end-stage attitude who are there by chance. "Hand" fully mirrors "Corruption" by Iggy Pop...
We also strongly find the Suicide, who reconfirm themselves among the 10 most influential bands of all time. The use of the drum machine, in fact, can only refer back to the Vega-Rev duo, even though the pieces are "humanized" by truly hammering and distorted guitars.
The electronic drums make the rhythm very claustrophobic and intense but risk trapping the songs and making them repetitive. The antidote would be to insert some virtuosity to break the monotony but no solos are mentioned. I suspect it is more their technical limit than a deliberate choice.
What is the cultural (or economic?) gap that separates the music magazines praising such bands from the "CD buyers" who glaringly notice the certain atrocities committed against them? If, like me, you have listened to and loved the bands I mentioned in the review, this album will sound like something already seen and heard, at times bordering on plagiarism.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 Cat Claw (03:32)
It's time to stand on tough fingers, and (?)
Tell me sugar how you felt here, yeah c'mon sugar, tell now
Stand your face until it (?) on fire
Won't keep up with the law, it's such a long walk
If this all goes well you won't have nothing
So tell you dead wrong, dead wrong
And now you're long gone
Hang out for minute and rethink
Question, tell me what she'd done
Just one, cause I can't see nothing
So, one, two and...
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
Got my hand caught in a cat claw, scream!
Everyone's that time looks around, they're talking trees, you know
Never know who's coming, might easy be me, you know
Give up for my love, cause that's too much, fuck!
So, one, two and...
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
Oh...
It's time to stand on tough fingers, and (?)
Tell me sugar how you felt now, yeah c'mon sugar, tell now
Stand your face until it (?) on fire
Won't keep up with the law, it's such a long walk
So, one, two and...
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
03 Pull a U (03:23)
Pull a u in a sexy car
Got your black magic
And your two dollar
Pull a u in ya dust dusty car
Got your black magic
And your two dollar love
Pull a u with your sexy (?)
Got your black magic
And your two dollar love
Pull a u honey, and get me too
I'm your black magic
And your two dollar, go right
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
Don't clean it up
Don't lean it back
Get on the hood
Ain't nothing to lose
Sit at your two dollar love
They pull the string on everything
Your black magic
And your two dollar love, go right
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
Black magic and your two dollar love
Black magic and your two dollar love
Black magic and your two dollar love
Black magic and your two dollar love
Go right
10 Fuck the People (04:17)
You want a warning
You got a warning
You want a warning
You got a warning
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
You want a warning
Ya' got a warning
Stab your back
You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back
You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back
Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people
Last moon a cigarette
Hang myself on a chandelier
Laughin' at another on a funny thing
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back
Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back
Last moon a cigarette
Hang myself on a chandelier
Laughing at another on a funny thing
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back
Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people
Fuck the people
Fuck the people
11 Monkey 23 (03:06)
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that
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