by Scott Hefflon
I’ve never understood what all the fuss was about these guys… They aren’t nearly as good (or pretty) as Pretty Boy Floyd were (and look how far it got them), and they’re not as good (or pretty) as the Backyard Babies are (and look how far it got them), just more “sleazy blues glam swagger” or whatever.
Gimme Hanoi Rocks or Michael Monroe’s solo stuff over this limp “let the good times roll” posturing. The Donnas did a split with them, Roadrunner fumbled/dropped them and no one else picked ’em up so they started their own label, and still no one cared. Beautiful Creatures smoke these fuckers, and even Buck-fuckin’-cherry is better than this.