If you listened to Jerry Lee Lewis' Live at the Star Club and thought "This guy's a pussy," this album is for you.One part insane Memphis blues, one part perfect Chuck Berry rock 'n' roll licks, and one part manic punk energy, this is one hell of an album, pure and simple. It takes the mythical speed and tenacity of Jerry's mythical "Mean Woman Blues" performance and pounds it down your throat one song after another, all with a level of control and sheer noise that the Killer himself could never have dreamed of.
Howling vocals, screaming guitar notes, quivering organs, and pounding drums, all churning out perfect tunes simply unmatched by any other garage revival band out there. No other band can put out this level of gritty power with this level of perfect nostalgic songwriting. The Oblivians and the Mono Men and a million others may have the noise part down, yet under inspection it all crumbles under the kind of shoddy musicianship that's nowhere to be found on this album.
This is pure rock 'n' roll spirit that'll kick your ass, make you dance, AND have you singing the hooks for days on end. Simply unmatched among a sea of like-minded peers.
