The Carburetors – Pain is Temporary, Glory is Forever
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A buncha my Scandi-bound bros in Oslo and points South (North? I dunno where Sweden is, I don’t have a map in front of me, ok?) were already sending out red alerts before I ever heard a lick of the Carbs, and the fuckers weren’t fooling. This record revs up- literally- with the roar of a big evil machine, and then races, full-throttle, flames and smoke pourin’ outta the sides and all, for the duration. It’s high-octane motorsleaze, fast n’ mean, with a dash of Goldblade-style razzle dazzle, just to make sure yr good and buried by the time they’re through. These Norwegian glam-slammers are like Motorhead in really cool threads, or maybe the Backyard Babies trapped on Motorhead’s bus goin’ 175 miles per hour. With song titles like “Burning Rubber” and “Burnout” and “Fast Forward Rock n Roll” and “Highway of Rock n’ Roll”, it doesn’t take genius to figure out what these cats are up to, but that’s really the whole fuckin’ point, ain’t it? Rock n’ roll isn’t for geniuses, it’s for motherfuckers. And baby, this is some serious motherfuckin’ rock n’ roll. Resistance is futile, man. Get it ‘fore it gets you.
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-Sleazegrinder