Labels: Mercury
Review by: Gareth L
Headache-inducingly bad cock rock that has no place on this website or in my stereo. I thought this new trend of leather wearing, big-haired ‘yeah yeah yeah!’ glam had died out and had been replaced by Kaiser Bloc Ferdinand but obviously not. Awful lyrics about hanging out in a bar and ‘grabbing girls’ compliment the excruciatingly derivative riffs that Jimmy Page made about a thousand years ago. At one point the vocals remind me of the singer of Stereophonics. I actually shuddered when listening to this. No thanks.