|The Whocares - 'Now In Full Stereo' (Give Me Gold Records)|
|Written by Dom Daley|
|Monday, 04 May 2015 03:40|
The MO is simple as far as The Whocares are concerned: It's to rock out and rock hard with the time honoured spirit of the likes of the MC5, Sonny Vincent and The Hellacopters coursing through their collective veins. From the opener '69'er' they are having it large. There are big hooks on the chorus and dueling electric guitars layering the guitar licks like prime time Thin Lizzy mixing it up with some Dead Kennedys, like on 'The Dark Side'.
It's primal and takes pride in that fact. 'The Devil's Hand' is a hair trigger from sitting nicely in the Motörhead camp when they were a three piece rock 'n' roll band. There are no cheap gimmicks or big neon glitter with fireworks here; this is honest rock and roll with plenty of old school garage rock thrown in for good measure. Some of the riffs were void of any originality but who cares? This is a band who pray at the altar of Kramer and clearly love a bit of Captain Poon as well. The songs are well crafted and thought up and the delivery is tight and right on the money.
Whilst straying from the template is a no-no there are moments of variety and the odd middle eight that takes down the beatbefore cutting loose with a blistering solo here and there. Let's be honest, The Hellacopters are no more, as are Gluecifer, and Brother Wayne has gone off on some jazz instrumental Odyssey so why can't those shoes be filled by someone else? The Whocares are staking a claim for that vacant stool and they are making a decent fist of it. Rock meets punk on 'Get Outta Here', 'Hard Driven Power' isn't a million miles away from the likes of The Hip Priests.
'Nothing Left To Say' is a cool clean guitar thrown into the mix and is dripping with attitude with some cool backing vocals to boot. There is no doubt this is indeed a hot twelve and if you have a hankering for any of the bands mentioned then this is a no brainer. To cut and run they close with the bass thumper that is 'Your Girl, My Date'. As it steals away into the distance leaving behind a cloud of smoke at least you're left with this cocksure platter that really does matter.
Remember the name - The Whocares! Well, to be honest, we care here at Uber Rock and we know what's hot and what's not and this is scorching. Be told before your girlfriend goes walkies.