 Straight
outta the nervous belly of NYC spews Nova Express, the greatest
stadium-shaking cock rock extravaganza since Joker Five Speed.
Yeah, I know Joker Five Speed only happened five minutes ago, but
they move quick in Gotham City, baby. Twin guitar fuelled flash n'
trash and black leather swagger are the order of the day on "Gimmie
Some", which is so relentless in it's dogged pursuit of the heart
of Saturday night that you'll still be swilling aspirin/OJ cocktails and
calling in sick to work on Tuesday morning if you try and make a weekend
out of it. Last time out, Nova Express had more of a stripped down
Rock City Crimewave feel, peddling 'billy inspired motorcycle speed
rock for evil hipsters. Nowadays, with the world gone mad and all, they've
amped everything up to the rafters, and sound more like Ironboss
with a screwed, blued, and neck tattooed Billy Duffy getting his
biker metal riffs in up front. This is tough, mouthy Super Rock that's
impossible to argue with, and who the fuck would want to? If you've ever
been accused of pussydom in your life, then you're swinging in the wrong
jungle here, but if you own a Thin Lizzy t-shirt, met Lemmy
once, or had your nose broken by either a cop or an angry ex-girlfriend,
then Nova Express is your kind of troublemaking rock and roll band,
Jack. |