If any American subgroup has a handle on nearly institutionalized rebellion and advanced fuck-you, it’s the infamous Oakland chapter of the Hell’s Angels.
“If he wrote a treatise on hydraulic engineering it would sell over 300,000 copies.” What name-brand author could this flabbergasted blurb be describing?
Children of Bodom’s Alexi Laiho still rips shit up on his geetar, and Kimberly Goss is belting it out more believably, but there’s still something missing.
Ex-Quicksand and once-temporary Deftones bassist Sergio Vega discovers that playing pop rock songs a la Elliott Smith and The Byrds is more liberating and fun.
Ain’t the best I’ve heard from these Bay Area junk rock lifers, but s’alright, cuz they’re New York Dolls fans with the decency to not try and dress like ’em.
Savatage’s classic line-up, this album’s main reason for existence is to hail the band’s fallen original guitarist Criss Oliva, killed in a car crash in 1993.