Bruising metal compositions that sound like modern Kiss, old Keel, new Alice Cooper and bits of Mötley Crüe and Lita Ford. Strange, but all in all, I like it.
Educated but street-savy, punishingly hilarious yet insightful, a bombardment of deep thinking and social commentary drenched in cheap alcohol and ass jokes.
Devin’s genius is in his humor, his ability to meld lush “pop” melodies and production with brutal, pounding metal like absolutely no one else. A true pioneer.