Thunderfuck And The Deadly Romantics – “Dirty Sleazy Rock ‘N’ Roll”
9th August 2019Thereâs this little saying that you may have heard of, that goes along the lines of âDonât judge a book by its coverâ. Essentially a precautionary metaphor, it suggests that while the outward appearance of an object or person may draw negative comments, you may find yourself pleasantly surprised by the inner beauty or hidden value of said object or person. With todayâs review however, I very much went and judged this album by not only its cover and title, but even the name of the band, and to be fair, even my own admittedly bleak estimations were not so much as met, but majestically leapfrogged. Let me explainâŠ
Letâs start with the band name and itâll give you an indication as to where this is heading; THUNDERFUCK AND THE DEADLY ROMANTICS.  The band (Consisting of vocalist Thunderfuck, guitarists Johnny Douchebag and Jim McPain, bassist Ryan Cumsock and drummer George LegHumper ) claim to hail from Fuckplanet (Which apparently is now an unofficial name for Hamilton, Ontario) and weâre essentially met with two options here. Either this is purely a âcomedyâ band and theyâre all in gimmick, or, theyâre STEEL PANTHER with even LESS of a filter and to be perfectly honest with you, neither option excites me. But, we persevere, and discover that the tagline for their newest album âDirty Sleazy Rock âNâ Rollâ is âYou wanted the bestâŠyou got this insteadâ. Having absorbed all of that, Iâd like to highlight another sayingâŠâIf you donât have something nice to say, donât say anything at allââŠI guess Iâm about to ignore that one as well.
The album opens up with âDrink This Party Dryâ and we get some generic background noise of chatter as though weâre at the aforementioned party, before the guitars kick in with some honestly slick blues-rock riffs. Itâs actually promisingâŠhath the book cover deceived me after all? Of course it hasnât, because as soon as the vocals kick in, most of if not all hope is gone quicker than Corey Taylor can tell you so. With all of the clichĂ©d lyrics about drinking, partying, fucking and fighting, it quickly becomes more roll your eyes than rock ânâ roll, but at least the guitars are enjoyable. âIâm Not In Loveâ is a random one in all honestyâŠand every angle you approach this it fails. First of all, letâs acknowledge the Steel Panther similarities; songs about girls on the road, groupies, use and abuse them thirsty thots and all that gubbinsâŠPanther AT LEAST have a cheeky, cheesy charm to their song-writing, everythingâs with a wink and a nudgeâŠnot this band. Thunderfuck or whatever his name is comes across as a legitimate cretinâŠthese lyrics coming from this man WILL make you cringe. Also whatâs the beef with MOTLEY CRUE?!?
Speaking of cringingâŠthere are another ten tracks to endure here so Iâll quickly run through some to save you the pain quite frankly. âAnal AnnieââŠaside from the semi-glam rock aesthetic Iâd sooner shove butt-plugs in my ears than listen to that again. Big onesâŠall of the way in, meet in the middle like, Jesus Christ fuck me deaf. âSpray My Loveâ houses a classic SEX PISTOLS-esque punk tone but again lyrically itâs derogatory and awful. âLetâs Fuckâ despite its genuinely up-tempo hard rock delivery is ruined by a seriously out-of-key vocal pre-chorus and some more terrible lyricsâŠit actually makes the MURDERDOLLS song of the same name seem decent. Oh, and the totally original idea of including recordings of orgasmic moans on the track? Genius lads; letâs fuck? Letâs notâŠâGo Fuck Yourselfâ follows this with an unexpected soft-blues / acoustic pieceâŠmusically itâs a nice change to be fair but itâll take more than that to win me over sorry. Iâll happily put my lighter in the air for a ballad for you, so long as in my other hand Iâm holding a stolen copy of this CD, which I will burn, gladly. âJaegerbombâ makes you wish youâd had double-figures worth to continue listeningâŠbefore we finally close the album on âMe Tooâ and here is where the guys will likely cause most offence.
Essentially making a rib at the #MeToo sexual abuse movement in some sort of satirical manner I guessâŠbut itâs just not funny. Theyâve turned ME into a social justice warriorâŠlet that sink in. Essentially as I wrap this up (Preferably with a condom)âŠâDirty Sleazy Rock âNâ Rollâ is exactly what it says it is and then some. The lyrics and their delivery are as I said cringe-worthy and horrendous to the point where itâs genuinely hard to categorise this album. While I can accept that a lot of this would be perceived as dark humour and tongue-in-cheek bad-boy rockâŠitâs at best thinly veiled. I honestly canât decide if this is in character or not, and maybe that deserves credit in regards to their overall delivery and performance, but Iâm not holding my breath. The most annoying thing? A lot of the instrumentation here is really slick and enjoyableâŠthereâs some great guitar work throughout this record but itâs ultimately ruined by, well, this record. Thunderfuck And The Deadly RomanticsâŠThunder-fucking awfulâŠavoid.
Score: 1 / 10
Track List:
- “Drink This Party Dry”
- “I’m Not In Love”
- “Anal Annie”
- “Spray My Love”
- “The Finger”
- “Attention Whore”
- “One More For The Road”
- “Let’s Fuck”
- “Go Fuck Yourself”
- “Get My Hole”
- “Jaegerbomb”
- “Me Too”
Record Label:
Cargo Records
Release Date:
26th July 2019 (Out Now)
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