Electric Bible plus a Five Fingers… track, two unreleased tracks from the Laced Candy sessions, and a souped-up cover of Elvis Costello’s “Lipstick Vogue.”
While there’s a ballad here, most of the rest is fist-bangin’ good times, and there’re even a few double-bass thunders with scorching Yngwie-esque solos.
Tragically stupid name for a pretty decent heavy metal band. I had a chinchilla once. Absolutely useless thing, but cute. Woulda made a nice pair of gloves.
Kinda thin-sounding. The solos and fills are all right upfront (and that’s the main reason to fall at this band’s feet), but there’s just nothing brutal here.
The three EP tracks are old school industrial and worth a few spins, and for those into remixes of more popular/less interesting material, there’s plenty.
Fourth gen glam-inbred rock and pretty goddamn uninteresting at that. Over half the record is sleepy, and the good tunes’d get their asses kicked by Extreme.
Robbie Huddleston of Richmond, VA’s Ann Beretta takes another crack at the acoustic thing, because his band’s attempt didn’t live up to his satisfaction.