Speedealer – Bleed (Dead Teenager)
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I saw Speedealer (nee REO Speedealer, ‘fore the lawyers showed up) live once, and all I remember is that the kids in the front row appeared to be biting each other in the face, and when I got home, there was crusted blood in my ear canals. If they don’t already have a song called “We Don’t Fuck Around”, then they should. From Texas, quite obviously, these Dealers of Speed are a blur of muscle-bound punk metal riffs and larynx ripping screeches from hell with nothing on it’s mind except death, fire, blood, and the perseverance of hellfire rock n’ roll at any cost. If you expect me to tell you which songs stand out here, you can forget that crazy notion. It’s all just one roaring skull crack after another, with no concern whatsoever with public safety. Well, alright, “Inventor of Evil” does stand out like a hacked-off thumb, simply because it runs at half the speed of the rest of the songs, but still sounds like it’s gonna emit some kind of toxic gas and kill you before it’s even over. Otherwise – fast, faster, fastest. Speedealer are the Beast of Revelations as crazed trucker punk, amped-up feral children with guitars, Rednecks With Attitude, and “Bleed” is very aptly named. Check yr ear canals for proof.
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