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Hot Damn |
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Damn is this band full of hot chicks from Indiana who play
sleazy, stripped-down junk-billy and hi-speed trash n’ roll, in
see-through underwear. And they’ve been doing it for years – I have their
old records, and they are actual RECORDS, if you dig me. The fact
that Hot Damn was not THEE
biggest band on the planet 7-8 years ago is truly beyond me, man. A chick
who looks like a porn star and plays guitar like Johnny Thunders on
crack singing a song called “My Panties Are Too Tight” is easily
one of the best ideas rock n roll ever had. But hey, they did have a
cult following of pervs, freaks and sleazaholics, and it was a sad day for
all of ‘em when HD dropped out of sight somewhere around ’98. Where
did they go? What did they do? Well, that’s not entirely our business, but
for mythology’s sake, let’s chalk it up to 6 years of boozing and whoring.
And anyway, they’re back, as loud, loose, and slutty as ever, so dry your
eyes and grab your ankles.  “The Girl Can’t
Help It” (which, coincidentally, opens with a cover of…the
Girl Can’t Help It”) picks up right where their last record,
‘97’s “Big Fat Lover” left off, with raw, strangled guitar
lines from Mizz Kristina and Mizz Amina that are so
primitive they make the Chickenhawks sound like Rush, and a
bratty punk-bitch yelp from lead-blondestress Zebra. Oh, and some
blurting saxes. And songs that are mostly about necrophilia. And panties.
Yeah, I understand that sometimes Hot Damn
sound like teenage speedfreaks trying to play The Stooges at
Ramones speed, but that is entirely what makes ‘em so good - it’s
called “wild abandon”, and seriously, it used to be applauded in rock n’
roll. All I can tell you is that not only will “The
Girl Can’t Help It” have you thrashing around the room like
a punked-up spastic, it’ll keep yr boner popping the whole time. And that
ain’t a bad, for a few measly bucks. Hot Damn,
indeed. ____________________________________________________ |
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-Sleazegrinder |