CJ SLEEZ
Back from the Brink
Spinerazor

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Hot girls are great. Hot girls with tattoos are out of this world. And hot girls with tattoos that know how to rock should not even exist because they destroy me. So, if you’re like me, try not to get anesthetized by the fact that CJ Sleez is Blondie gone real bad, because she’ll shove a stiletto heel into your temple when you’re standing there all doe-eyed and drooling. CJ is back alley mayhem and red light raunch, a soundtrack for your basest urges, the real diva of rotten rock n’ roll, right in line with Wendy O, Patti Smith, and Kim McAuliffe. I mean, I haven’t read her unapologetic memoirs yet, Poor Little Bitch Girl, but I bet when I get around to it I’ll need to read it in the shower or something.

As for the music on this six song EP, well, it’s pretty much an extension of the girl, all leather n’ lipstick glam attitude with exhibitionist tendencies. She’s got a backing band with ex-Robin Black and Kill Cheerleader dudes, if that gives you any indication, but it’s really just Plasmatics snarl, Girlschool pop, Crank County sleaze, and some Noo Yawk bite n’ chew. I don’t know where that particular bit comes from seeing as how CJ is from Hamilton, for Christ’s sake, but it’s there, believe me. So, you know, if you’re tired of Courtney Love, and said forget it to Brody Daille a long time ago, or just wish that you could do some sort of Weird Science experiment and create the ultimate Traci Lords/Joan Jett hybrid, then CJ Sleez is the dirty little girl you want to dance with. I mean, she never killed anybody like Courtney did, but still. Well, not yet, anyway.
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-Jeff Warren