Thursday, October 15, 2009
The Shimmys - Brunettes On the Rocks
Brunettes On the Rocks
Off the Hip
Armed with striped shirts, cheap instruments, miniskirts and the Nuggets albums, Australia’s Shimmys bash and crash their way into the hardest heart with Brunettes On the Rocks. The distaff trio (or co-ed quintet, if you count the auxiliary members on organ and lead guitar) embody the tough-but-cute chick syndrome with sweet smiles, grungy riffs and snarling singalongs – cf. Thanks For Nothing, Don’t Give Me Lip (no, ma’am!) and Walkin’ Out On You. And while I’m not sure what My Fastback and Two Pot Screamer are about, I’m sure it has something to do with sex, sin or rejection of guff. The band also attempts to put its stamp on other folks’ songs, with mixed results: the Small Faces’ Whatcha Gonna Do About It bops along with perfect joie de verve, the Sonics’ Psycho zooms by in an almost ephemeral blur, Roky Erickson’s Don’t Slander Me tumbles into anemia - a not uncommon occurrence when it comes to covers of Erickson songs, so no harm/no foul. The Shimmys’ strengths lie with their own tunes, and they’re happy to play kittens with whips in your living room, leaving lipstick on every collar in the process.
- Michael Toland