Despite the crust-punk sounding moniker, Disarm is a young sleaze metal band from the UK. And when I say young, I mean that in certain states in the US, you might get thrown in jail for fucking them. Well, maybe not that young, but you get the idea. I’m just guessing, but I’d say Faster Pussycat loom large on their list of influences, just ahead of Guns N’ Roses, Motley Crue, Skid Row, and maybe Spreadeagle, if they’re really hip. Their ace in the hole is lead screamer Brad (admittedly, not the best name for the lead singer of a sleaze metal band, but he’ll probably change it to Ragz or something before the year is out), who sounds like he’s spitting hot nails from the depths of his blackened soul. He’s the ringleader in this psycho circus, and his gang of young tuffs respond to his shredded screams with a wall of nasty, distorted fuck-metal  played with thunderous abandon. See “Faster, Faster Kill!” or “Too Much Is Never Enough” for a cuppla prime examples. The only problem is that they trade raw rock n’ roll for a nu-metal sheen. And there’s nothing I can do about that, man.  As they so boldly state on their hype-sheet, this ain’t no “cock rock dinosaur resurrection”. Nope. Not even if it sounds like a Pro-tooled version of exactly that. Make some room, grandpa. Disarm are the nu youth gone wild!
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-Sleazegrinder