(Crazy Love Records 2014)
I Kill My Love
Bring The Bottle
Color Of The Blood
Mummy's Curse
Two Tickets To Hell
Just One More...
Why
She Hates Kids, She Can't Cook
I Don't Wanna Die
Sharp Knife
Your Dog Is Crapping On My Lawn
Loser
I must admit that when I read the first few song titles I thought this, the follow up to their 2012 release "Sinful Way", was going to be some run of the mill horror psychobilly (not that Sinful Way was by any means). Reading down the track listing further I thought, hmmm maybe not. I had no real preconceived notion or indeed fears of aural pleasure being dashed prior to listening to this album. Their first album was good, don't get me wrong, I just wasn't expecting this second release to be so filled with pleasure inducing auricular trinkets . There. I've said it. It's not really psychobilly at all. It's more neo rockabilly but not of the sugar coated variety. It's borderline psychobilly I suppose in that it won't appeal to the crowd who insist on eating vintage 1956 Weetabix, but their edgier first cousins will lap it up. When I think of neo rockabilly I think of bands like The Juvies, The Cellmates, The Nitros...that kind of thing. Route 67 are in that kind of ilk. Good memorable guitar hooks and solid slap bass and drums backbeat driving the whole thing along for a real feel-good factor. They also remind me in places of the more punkabilly sound we've come to expect from The Peacocks. Fuck it, while keeping with the comparisons, some of the guitar breaks on here remind of the excellently crafted stuff Stas from The Meantraitors has treated us to. These comparisons are to give you an idea of the sound Route 67 have on this album; they're no rip-off merchants mind you. I just hear all these influences whether the boys were concious of that or not. You have to admit though, it's a sexy concoction.
The O'Prez
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