Ah... what an album. The Black Lips is a pretty popular band nowadays, but this trashy gem of theirs is often overlooked by the public. Damn them. In my opinion, this album is their greatest work.
For those not in the know, The Black Lips are a merry band of hooligans that play some of the best damn rock music in Our 21st Century. Their sleazy, groovy Garage-Rock is loud, loose, and soaked in sweat, sex and booze. I guess if this band was a person, it'd be a drunk hobo dancing and stomping on a knocked-over dumpster. And that's not too far of a depiction of the band members themselves, whose live performances include smashing their equipment, making out with one another, pissing onstage, and running around the stage naked like a bunch of drunk toddlers on a sugar high... the product of an irresponsible drunkard of a parent.
Its all in good fun, though. And its not what make these guys shine. We all know the notorious antics of the late GG Allin were fun and all, but his onstage shit-eating didn't make his music any less, um... shitty. The Black Lips, fortunately, are actually really good. Their music is fun and full of energy. The overdriven, 'recorded-in-a-basement-with-a-tape-player' sound just adds to the thundering madness of these jams. This band exemplifies a part of Rock and Roll that's been missing for far too long. These trashy jams are super fun and awesome, and anyone who likes rock needs to give this album a try.
Best songs to start with: The first four tracks of the album, Ghetto Cross
Here's a pretty sweet performance of the song Juvenile (a song from this album).
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