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BLACK FURIES |
 Tough,
swaggering spit n’ roll from Frisco that bears an uncanny resemblance to
NYC power-rock champs Joker Five Speed, only on like, Dexatrim, and
with an urgent deadline that ended two hours ago. The whole fuckin’ record
is over in only twenty minutes, so it is with much economy and precision
that the Furies slash and burn through sleazy, hook-heavy
motor-rockers like “Hard Luck” and “Stateside”. Except, of
course, for the cleverly named instrumental “Interference”, which
can only be described as ‘ballroom ska’, and which sits in between the
bloody knuckles of “No Money Down” and the arena-rawking,
Motochristin’, chant-along “Tighten Up” like a weird wrong
turn. Don’t worry though, they’re just fucking with you, because when it
comes to rocking, the Black Furies mean it, maaan.
Imagine the Four Horsemen with hot rods, and you’ve got ‘em. _______________________________________________________ |
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-Sleazegrinder |