MARAT
Again
Morisen

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Marat is a local supergroup back home in North Carolina, sprinkled, as it is, with members of Snatches of Pink, Teasing the Korean (!), The Veldt, and Dillon Fence. To most, only the stellar dirt-glam of Snatches will be readily familiar, which is why Marat are just plain ol’ super to the rest of us. This is their second album, and after hearing it, you’ll probably be clamoring for the first one, too, since it’s a sweet, decadent slice of glammy raunch n’ roll and sugar-powered pop, all of it played with the conviction and generosity of seasoned rock n’ roll vets. It opens with the hell-for-leather sleaze of “Sex Boy Sex Girl”, a tambourine shaking cock rocker that’s half Ziggy, half Stones, and all chest thumping action. It’s a killer, and although the album rarely revisits that pure groin thunder, the rest of the tracks slither along nicely, somewhere between the platform glitter of Slade n’ Sweet and more contemporary practitioners of the darkest arts like, I dunno, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and Tsar. It’s got hand-claps, it’s got rattlesnake grooves, it’s got million dollar pop hooks, it’s got hot buttered soul. I can dig it.

But, um…Teasing the Korean, you say? ________________________________________________________

-Sleazegrinder