Archive for May, 2011

After listening to the tunes on Tramp’s Myspace site, I was eagerly awaiting their debut to drop. When this turned up, I was ecstatic.Sweden’s Bootleg Booze record label have gone beyond the call of duty here and delivered a boxset of 4×7”ers comprising the band’s entire debut album and trust me, it won’t fail to please. How can I be so sure? Cos dude, seriously, if you like rock n roll, you’ll like Tramp. Featuring members of The Turpentines, Henry Fiat’s Open Sore, Captain Murphy and The Hellacopters, these guys have an education good enough to pass any essay on rock.

So how does one describe the sound of Tramp? Well think of 70’s KISS meets Grand Funk Railroad meets Bob Seger meets Rory Gallagher or maybe The Sensational Alex Harvey Band. You get the drift; 70’s rock with balls, guts, and guitar solos. It’s good shit. Once the opening track, Burn His Cross, took off, from the get-go I was boppin’. Great drumming, sweet guitar melodies, I was groovin’ man!

As the album cruises along each side of the 7” wax, tune after tune is delivered with unique quirkiness. Sometimes it’s ass kickin’ rock, other times you’re in a psychedelic world of hippies and flowers, but throughout the whole album, you’re appreciating it’s greatness. Oh and there’s some real epic tunes on here… take End Of The Line for example… pure epicness. It’s probably being sung in a church somewhere as I type this.

I have enjoyed following the careers of the ex-members of the Hellacopters as they were the whole reason I started this magazine in the first place. I was impressed with Imperial State Electric and I am impressed with Tramp. It’s footstompin’ music and I hope there are stacks more releases to come. Some might find the changing of records every few minutes to be annoying but for me, I find changing records over a physical connection to music so it’s no big deal for me. Besides, if I can get through the OFF! 7” Boxset, then I can get through anything. Head on over to Bootleg Booze and grab yourself a copy STAT cos there’s only 500 of the suckers. For those who are down with digital, you can pick up a copy on CD or get your digital downloads from Killer Cobra Records.

Oh, and have I mentioned just how awesome the packaging is? Well this photo will have to suffice…

Bootleg Booze Records

Tramp’s official website

Tramp’s Myspace site

Tramp’s Facebook site

Tramp’s Twitter


Ok, so we got 3 songs in half an hour. You know, if I had a beard and wore glasses, I’d probably ‘get’ this a lot more than I do. I think I need to be in the right frame of mind to really understand what is going on here. But with the loss of Macho Man Randy Savage over night, I am a little scattered. I mean, Savage was my favourite wrestler as I was growing up. His match against Ricky The Dragon Steamboat at Wrestlemania 3 still remains as one of the best matches of all time. I mean, how many elbow drops did he give in that match? That’s some brutal shit. His elbow drop was the best. But I digress…

Ancestors… there’s 2 songs between 7 and 8 minutes with the 3rd being a 14 minute long epic. The first 2 songs are really here nor there for me. I didn’t hate it, but it’s not something I would just go “Fuck Yeah! Ancestors!” and throw it on to get the party started, Andrew WK style. In fact, I am yet to think of a time I would really crank these first 2 tracks up. Maybe at a  funeral or to help with my insomnia. It just has that slow, drone, shoegaze, mellowness about it. The 3rd track sounded like it should have been on a movie soundtrack… maybe something like Thor or 300. It just has that warrior spirit about it. I am sure Joey DeMaio would agree. It was my favourite song of the 3 cos it had a heaps good solo and probably cos I could see me battling through an army of warriors in slow motion waving a sword around, stabbing dudes on the face, while it played. Or something.

To be honest, Ancestors didn’t really move me a great deal. I ain’t saying it’s crap or anything, it’s just not rocking my boat, dig? I give it 2 and a half dates with Miss Elizabeth out of 5.

Invisible White is out June 17th.

Back when I was growing up in the 80’s the longest song that I could remember hearing was not In A Gadda Da Vida by Iron Butterfly, nor was it Don McLean’s American Pie (that is one painful song… and if I never hear it again, it would still be too soon). Nope, it was in fact Venom’s At War With Satan; a collection of badly played riffs and even worse lyrics clocking in at around 20 minutes. Still, it was awesome. So awesome that I actually own 3 different versions of it. True story.

With the introduction of the CD, song lengths tended to go completely out the window as now we had this new medium which allowed us to have up to 80 minutes of uninterrupted music. Wowzers! Back in the 90’s, I bought an album by Melbourne band, Velvet Hammer, titled Taedium Vitae. The last track was a 30 minute track called Ity. A tune that after about 5 and a half minutes becomes less of a punk thrash metal attack and more of a stoned hippie’s soundtrack to bong hits. Wig out, dude!

The band Sleep decided to better this by releasing an hour long opus titled Dopersmoker. Now, that’s all good and well on CD but on vinyl, changing the sides every 16 – 18 minutes probably became every stoners nightmare (as I am sure once wasted, flipping a record over may become a tad confusing).

But I digress… the reason for all this hoopla is cos The Atomic Bitchwax’s latest release, The Local Fuzz, clocks in at just over 42 minutes. It’s riff after riff after motherfucking riff… and then more riffs… and just when you think there surely couldn’t be more riffs, out come some more. It’s quite impressive. It’s bluesy, funky, 70’s inspired psychedelic rock n roll filled with shitloads of solos and a great rhythm section. At around the 23 minute mark, the song does sound as though it has hit its second half, which, also starts off reminding me of Metallica’s Orion. Yeah, that’ll be welcomed. (Yes, that’s sarcasm)

As the song cruises along, it manages to remain interesting and cool and could easily be listened to in 1 sitting, even if your attention span is that of a boring wastoid whose main interest in life is reading High Times, watching re-runs of the Simpsons and talking nothing but drugs and how wasted you get.

Now, while this kind of instrumental wankery isn’t for everyone, I really digged it. I am sure it’s not something the band could perform live with ease but it does make for great listening while cranked loudly doing stuff. Whether that stuff is cleaning up around the house, shaggin’ your partner, or just kickin’ back, it’s still going to get you movin’ and groovin’. A great album where I wasn’t finding myself wishing I could get all that time back. Kickin’ tune!

Check out a sample of it here: