The Bloody Hollies -  Got it Where it Counts

(Garage Pop) www.garagepoprecords.com

I remember being stuck in Rochester, New York a few months ago. Only for a few hours, mind you, but it was a hell of a thing. I was picking up Canadian radio stations in the car, and the only things you can find to eat are stuffed with cheese. And the goddamn trees, they're everywhere. It could make a man go mad, that town. The Bloody Hollies know what I'm talking about, but it seems like they might've escaped the crazies through sheer swankiness. "Got It" does, in fact, have the 4 eyed exuberance of the Crickets for a back bone, but the Hollies attack the material with such barroom venom and ass cracking punk velocity that this collection of retro-cling clang is probably too tough for the frat rock crowd. It's all screams and hip swiveling and a sweaty finger pointed right at the prettiest girl in the room, hollering about needing her love right now, and I'll bet their mommas are shocked at just how sleazy all this rock and roll has made their boys. The Bloody Hollies sound like the Cramps playing through an arena metal band's amps, which ain't bad for a bunch of guys in white shirts and ties from upstate New York. The Hollies got it where it counts all right. That'd be in the crotch, of course.