Mike Ness’ vocals with John Lydon’s sneer, set to Cheap Trick, geek chic style tunes, mix in the dirty glamour and glitz of New York Dolls and you get Flipp.
I’m for asleep-at-the-controls-of-the-astral-plane acid meanderock, but when said music progresses about as compellingly as watching a dope seed sprout…
What do you get when you blend sensuously dark, Alice in Chains-esque vocals with heavy groove bass, trippy/funky guitars, and a funky-ass drummer? A buzz.