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The Pythons
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steel horses doth our Italian friends the Pythons ride, for they
are cowboys and wanted men, just like their spiritual and musical
forebears, Bon Jovi. Now, you may say to yrself, snark-face that
you are, that surely no band in 2004 would actually ASPIRE to sound
like the Jersey pop metal puffball heroes, circa ’87. But need I remind
you, Jovi saw a MILLION faces, and they rocked them ALL. Who
wouldn’t want a little piece of that for themselves? To their credit,
The Pythons, while doggedly pursuing 80’s glam-glory for the
entire ride, don’t ALWAYS sound like Jovi. Sometimes, as on the
cock-rocking closer, “Hide”, they actually sound more like
Cats in Boots, something like that. You know, major label sleaze,
with clanging, arena-ready pop hooks. The “Four Stones” EP (the
band’s second) is as retro as yr gonna get, but the songs are solid, the
playing is flawless, and the production is top-notch. It’s just that these
snaky dudes oughta call themselves the MILF
Hunters instead of the Pythons,
because yr 30-something mom will probably wanna
shake-it-don’t-break-it-baby to this way more then you will. And hey, if
she does, take some pictures, willya? I go for that kinda thing. Pythons website ____________________________________________________ |
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-Sleazegrinder |