Supercharged dose of gleefully unapologetic flash-trash from Atlanta-based party-starters Rockets to Ruin. Says here “Love Drugs Rebellion” was produced by Rachel Bolan, Skid Row’s resident nose-chain champ, and while such a claim doesn’t carry nearly as much weight now as it would say, 15 years ago, Mr. Bolan does a bang up job of turning RTR’s jumpy glampunk into a snarly, slobbering sleazebeast. Think mid-period Crue mixed with the headbanging Southern raunch-metal of Dangerous Toys, and you’re on your very own rocket to ruination. The lyrics are purposely dumbed-down odes to Saturday night, obnoxious teenage gibberish that serves mostly to kill time before the fist pumping, rabble-rousing choruses. The guitars slither between Johnny Thunders and LA Guns, the vox have a powerful glamdustrial edge, and they don’t puss out with any bullshit ballads. I’m not saying that they’re Buckcherry or nothin’, but based on power-hungry, crotch-grabbing bruisers like “Take a Ride with Me Straight to Hell” and “Gotta Go, Gotta Roll”, I’d say they are definitely in the same arena.

By the way, for the exactly two people that get the reference, this album sounds almost exactly like long-gone Fla. sleazebags The Kill. And those guys were bad ass. __________________________________________________

- Sleazegrinder