With lyrics about smack, tea bagging and automanipulation, Glitter Dick don't take themselves too seriously. That’s clear from the band name alone, but on this debut album—aside from a few eight-track tape singles—it’s shoved right in your face. So to speak.
The band’s motto, “Play like Berry / Act like Iggy / Look like Bowie,” says it all. With a pounding beat, ripping leads and cheesy organ right out of the gate, the album is a refreshing bad taste antidote to the major-chord, woe-is-me trend of today’s indie “rock” world. These days, it’s pretty easy for any garage band to catch a few comparisons to Iggy or the Dolls, but this release actually earns the nod with some slow struts similar to The Stooges and big, round, bendy leads à la Johnny Thunders. There’s also some early Patti Smith Group raucousness, a bit of Dead Boys' insolence and a heaping helping of Turbonegro’s ugly sneer. These 10 tracks can also be taken as a low-concept rock opera about a surfing glitter kid that moves to New York to join the scene, where he meets his femme fatale. Me, I’ll look into that when I stop dancing around the living room.
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