By Gabriel
Eagles of Death Metal (sex)
Death By Sexy is clearly the best production by EoDM. Perhaps it's not as easy to love Heart On because the album doesn't come with the same horny, hyper-sexed feel of its predecessor. These guys obviously like women, doin' it, flirting with the devil, and slipping out the back door. Every song gives you a little amusement whether it be in the titles, lyrics, or Jesse Hughes' frenetic delivery. I can't neglect to note that I am an eager follower of Josh Homme and he was the first selling point of this band. Hughes is a rock god and no one seems to know it yet. He has a passion for it and his humility is on display when questioned about his fresh career. The Eagles of Death Metal can stand on their own as a classic rock band that will stick around without the Queens or Josh Homme's help, even if he is a member.
Eels (drugs)
Ok, it is entirely possible that these songs were not drug-induced. This band's popularity did start with "Novocaine for the Soul" though. Electro-Shock Blues is the only album that I own. Based on that and pieces that I've heard from the other albums, listening to the Eels is challenging. Mark Everett is the alternative for those of you that can't stand Beck and need innovative music that isn't driven by such arbitrary ideas. Blues is laced with messages about death and sickness as Everett faced such despair in his personal life. As with much worthwhile music, this work has to grow on you and you'll continue to sense that you should probably buy more of it.
Every Time I Die (rock 'n roll)
See, I loved the hardcore version of Every Time I Die. Last Night In Town, generally a bloody mess of riffs that sound like they were recorded in a refrigerator box, was a good start but didn't seem to truly capture the spirit of the band. Hot Damn! was perfectly refined to be what I thought would end up as the band's signature sound and approach. It was funny, aggressive, and horny. Follow that up with Gutter Phenomenon and The Big Dirty and you've got something different. Keith Buckley's voice is getting better, if you think that screaming isn't really singing. The hype surrounding the Southern rock sound was getting tiresome, as was the tongue-in-cheek songwriting that was being picked up by other bands. New songs for New Junk Aesthetic are available and the album releases September 15. Buckley can now carry a tune to the point that you can't recognize his voice at times. The song structures make more sense and their concepts are more coherent. I think it's time to accept that Every Time I Die is now just a rock band, which isn't a bad thing.
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