Ahhhhh, I love the smell of cowbell in the morning…………..
What the fuck is going on in Italy at the moment?? Yet another quality slice of sleaze rock for purveyors of dirty, filthy, sex-littered sounds.
Torino’s Hollywood Killerz play it just like we scuzz buckets love it……..with attitude, with cum-soaked lyrics and every bead of sweat dripping into our faded 80’s band t-shirts. Faster Pussycat, Dead Boys, Pretty Boy Floyd, Hanoi Rocks – you name ’em, they’ve heard it and chewed it up to make this disc spew out onto your player at home to remind us what it’s like to not give a fuck about a crystal clear sound, originality and to just sit back and enjoy it.
Black shirts, tattoos, dirty Converse, jet black hair, songs about sex that were probably written down on the back of a fag packet- all boxes ticked and you’ll either love this or won’t give it the time of day and just shrug your shoulders.
It’s an attitude. It’s loud glam punk sleaze and they get it. You should too.
Written by Ross Welford