They're everything you want in a live rock band — energetic and bombastic, but with the songs to back it up. The lyrics are sharp and passionate. The riffs are as subtle as a brick shit house in tracks "super loose & turbohigh," "Sunglasses" and "Buy Me A Shot." Most of "Superloose" is the sleaze-rock soundtrack to robbing a liquor store and kidnapping sorority girls.
But it's not all just sex and drugs. There's quite a bit of reckless love and heartache here as well.
"Only Blue" is about as gut-wrenching as it gets. You don't write lines like "It's not enough to say you're tough then get mad because shit got rough … baby I just wanna be free … it didn't work and it sure won't now," unless you've lived it.
Closing track "Trippin" is the road-worn and weary rock anthem of the last decade. The entire album is like dousing everything in sight with gasoline, then "Trippin'" is the lit match that fucking blows it all to pieces.
This is the rock 'n' roll album of the year. 10/10 — B.J. Lisko