Sweden’s own Ms 45 open ‘er up with some well-placed “Oo-wee-oo’s” and ragged-assed Johnny Thunders riffs on the tactfully titled opener “High Heeled Bitches”, and I tell ya, you won’t hear a more authentic sounding New York Dolls pastiche this side of 1973. They’ve got the Doll-y swagger down to a wobbly science, staggering their way through blood n’ lipstick anthems like “I Don’t Care” and “Everything’s More Fun When You’re High” with rubber legs and tasty licks. Oh, and a slight Beach Boys fixation. Maybe more than slight. It’s a short run here, only five tracks, with a sloppy, soulful neo-ballad closer (“Don’t Wanna Be Like That”), but Miss 45 show plenty of promise. Promise and bad livers. Surprisingly melodic stuff, for a band named after an ultra-violent rape/revenge flick.
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- Sleazegrinder