I
remember this European cutie pie with frosty eyes and a rebel streak that
I know was pimpin’ out American Sugar Bitch a few months back, but
I ignored her. I dunno know why, either, seeing as how she was a die hardBackyard Babies fan and I trusted her, but something didn’t seem
right. Plus, I was probably into something really good at the time and
didn’t want to disrupt the flow. But I tucked ASB in the back of my mind.
And here we are. Today’s lesson, kids, is always trust your instincts.
It’s not that ASB are particularly bad, it’s just that I’d rather listen
to The Erotics or Robin Black or T. Rex, ya know? Ok, so there are
a few listenable parts: the song “#4” has a whole Crash
Kelly vibe going on, they do an interesting cover of Lewis Allen’s “Strange
Fruit”, and vocalist Weakley pulls off this Zodiac snarl at times,
but the rest is just droning sunset strip gutter pop that should’ve stayed
in the gutter. And then there’s the title track, which is so out of place
that I think it would’ve fit better on that awful hardcore album LA Guns
put out awhile back. Or at least on a B side or something.
I
remember this European cutie pie with frosty eyes and a rebel streak that
I know was pimpin’ out American Sugar Bitch a few months back, but
I ignored her. I dunno know why, either, seeing as how she was a die hard
Backyard Babies fan and I trusted her, but something didn’t seem
right. Plus, I was probably into something really good at the time and
didn’t want to disrupt the flow. But I tucked ASB in the back of my mind.
And here we are. Today’s lesson, kids, is always trust your instincts.
It’s not that ASB are particularly bad, it’s just that I’d rather listen
to The Erotics or Robin Black or T. Rex, ya know? Ok, so there are
a few listenable parts: the song “#4” has a whole Crash
Kelly vibe going on, they do an interesting cover of Lewis Allen’s “Strange
Fruit”, and vocalist Weakley pulls off this Zodiac snarl at times,
but the rest is just droning sunset strip gutter pop that should’ve stayed
in the gutter. And then there’s the title track, which is so out of place
that I think it would’ve fit better on that awful hardcore album LA Guns
put out awhile back. Or at least on a B side or something.