DIAMOND DOGS VS.JEFF DAHL
Atlantic Crossover
Feedback Boogie

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Perennial glam-trash flag waver Jeff Dahl has always – always – been the go-to glitter kid when it comes to sussing out who’s hot and who’s hotter in the seething underworld of sleaze rock. Jeff practically invented the Trash Brats, produced Fearless Leader, released a Gunfire Dance single, and has recorded countless albums full of sonic bubblegum, sometimes all by himself. So, it’s no wonder that he’d team up with Sweden’s Diamond Dogs, the best Faces tribute band since the London Quireboys, for this killer drunken dance party of an EP. The D. Dogs are, quite possibly, the most consistently great songwriters in the genre, certainly since Tyla in his hey-day. They’ve got the classic 70’s Stones vibe down- the drawling Keef guitars, the softly crying sax, the razzle-dazzle guttercat vocals, the tambourines and the handclaps, the songs about girls that “blow your mind supreme”. The total package, you know. The Dogs lead off here with 6 songs, all of ‘em spectacularly sleazy all-night rockers, even “I Wanna Slip Into”, which devotes half it’s running time to weird falsetto disco. Their closer, “Crooked Crutch”, is a jaw-dropper, too. As good as anything the Black Crowes ever did. Maybe better.

Most dudes would run the other way if they had to follow that kind of rock n’ roll massacre, but not our man Dahl – he shows up and blows up with half a dozen trashy glitterpop numbers, including the epic, bloozy “Black Train” and the slinky “Burn Down the Trailer Park”, a classic dose of downtown slither, complete with gum-snapping back-up singers, that would not sound out of place on a late 70’s Jim Carroll record. Dahl’s leaner, meaner punk rock approach makes for a nice complement to the Diamond Dogs’ excess-is-best arena boogie. Oh, and it all ends in a twangy cover of “Nice Boys Don’t Play Rock n’ Roll” from Dahl. As it should. __________________________________________________

-Sleazegrinder