Paradice - Sex, Lipstick, and Rock N’ Roll
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Swedish Mascara abusers Paradice return with a full-length assault of 80’s-fried melodic metal. Although everything about ‘em suggests pure Hollywood-styled sleaze, the Paradice sound is actually kinda classy, like…well, like Dio, only with girl vox. Let’s say Black Lace, then. Lead lungs Magdalena has a blues-y, throaty wail to her voice, and she appears to have lifted her accent from Lita ford (“Fiy-ah!”), which is pretty cool. Were this the era when such attributes made millions, I reckon this record’d be pressed on a bitchin’ shaped picture disc, and you’d be reading this on glassy paper, with lotsa distracting pix. Since it’s not, well, Paradice find themselves a band outta time, but what the hell- they sure as fuck play it like they mean it, and if there’s any doubt as to their commitment to rock, I refer you to their closing tracks- “Rock and Roll” ( “Need it all/Gonna give it all/Die Young/It’s rock n’ roll”) and “We Want Rock” (We want rock/We want rock n’ roll/All through the night/We want rock!”). And fuck, if that doesn’t convince you, there’s a Quicktime video on here of the band rippin’ through Skid Row’s “Youth Gone Wild” in front of what looks like several skin mags’ worth of hot Swedish chicks. Although I really could use a little more cock in Paradice’s rock, I can’t fault ‘em for living the dream, man.
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