Just simple grooves and riffs attacked like hunks of meat waved in front of feral animals. And Danko Jones is pretty upfront about his interest in fucking.
Good’n’soulful, the riffs are AC/DC, some of the mid-song chatter is laughably Nugent (think “Wango Tango”), and most is served straight-up butt-boogie.
This comp nails it. Unlike Now That’s What I Call Shitty Music: Volume Four Billion, How We Rock compiles 19 hotshots and whatnots both trendy and “classic.”
This is punk, this is soul, this is R&B, this is an aphrodisiac. If you want to wake up with your virginity intact, avoid all contact with Danko Jones.