Josh Homme is balls deep in the seventies. Maybe it was
working with Iggy on Post Pop Depression that gave him the horn, but the new
QOTSA album is the glam years getting a solid work out.
The Bolan estate might want to have a word as it’s so
blatant, but as an aficionado of all things seventies glam I’m not too bothered
about him dancing on the graves of Bowie, Bolan and Reed as he is doing it with
an eye on it all being a homage, and we all love a party in a graveyard anyway.
Sex, drugs and death innit? If you are hardwired with a love
of rock and roll it’s in your blood. Just admit it.
In so many ways Villains is just a big glorious love letter
to those stars of yesteryear and sometimes there’s nothing wrong with that when
it is done well, and it is done well here.
Now that the album has bedded in it’s actually surprising
that so many critics and fans are currently sitting on the fence and offering
lukewarm opinions about Villains.
You could be forgiven for thinking that it’s an album you
could wait to get around to picking up, but if the sound of the halcyon days of
the androgynous rock years floats your boat then you should certainly do
yourself a favour and ignore all the milquetoast chatter and grab a copy now.
This could be the album of the year for you.
Let’s not beat around the bush. The mash up of QOTSA and
glam rock is a match made in heaven.
The Idol Dead – Tensions & Release
Justice! If there was any justice in the world The Idol Dead
would be rock and roll behemoths. They would be laying waste to stadiums and
bringing back the golden years when rock stars roamed the earth as gods, but
right now the world is having a passing infatuation with lowest common
denominator shit so the guys will just have to bide their time.
Yeah I know it’s all subjective but who is in charge here?
Maybe the next album can be called. Wrong place, Wrong Time,
All the Time, but regardless of what is currently in and out it can’t really be
denied that with this release they have knocked it out of the park. It’s a home
run album in every sense of the phrase.
Its dirty rock and roll sung and played with punk attitude
and there’s no weak links on show. Every song is up there trading blows with
the big boys and girls who have the platinum discs hanging in their bathrooms,
and on more than one occasion it is the Idol Dead that is landing the heavier
punches.
Fingers crossed the band do a UK wide tour in support of this.
The Idol Dead are what the music scene needs just now. They are the defibrillator
that needs to be pressed hard against the chest of the dead horse that the music
biz keeps flogging.
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