What Danko Jones from these few harmonies to which it is itself conjures limited almost unbelievable.
Perhaps lacks the technical finesse of John Petrucci? Or even the sheer finesse on guitar a Bill Frisell? Who cares. This man is the cause of simple and conjures up one of the best rock albums of freshly fractured millennium.
I'm still a metaphor on top: This disc appears to have been forged in pure hellfire, such a power can not be explained. At the same time describes this album, considering what was and what followed. the zenith of creation of Danko Jones.
Everything fits here. Danko's hot, from the madness soaked voice provides the perfect announcements on all the songs that follow there. Are there only a few chords are given here for best backline works präzisewie clockwork. Purist drum beats indicate the direction, while bass and guitar to squeeze the maximum amount of hot riffs from the given chords.
Examples? You can already hear the first few bars of Heartbreaks a Blessing and you know immediately running in the direction of the hare. Here lies not only in front of massive untapped reef and songwriting potential, but also an excellent compositional ability, which creates from the pure rock an impressive interplay of guitar, bass and drums. It is grooving and hammering from the speakers that can be difficult to avoid a constant nod.
The sound of the disc is unbroken dry and helps the dirty and heavy riffs that one almost ears bleed. Too much praise? I can not praise enough this album. It is ultimately not just since yesterday at my home, but accompanied me for many years without the original fascination lose.
Main reason for this is that Danko Jones will not invest as much importance to take too seriously. One might think that the band so to lose its credibility in the world of rock and roll but we think once the so pregnant with meaning Pommesgabel, so irony has always been part of the skirt. From this perspective, We sweat blood is put forward a single, sarcastic argument already put forward Hail Satan with a lot of fun at the thing from a band that just wants to make a to produce the best, toughest and most minimalist rock this time.
Kill me now so I can get there faster is Danko's forced throw light in the song Home to and load the mentioned irony only as by lightning, and there he is again. This minimalist, perfectly set by short breaks in scene raging madness that Jones has perfected on this album.
Songs like Dance, Hot damn woman and I love living in the city just a drive only the bare sweat, tear on the dance floor, to animate abusive grimaces singing along. How vieel drumsticks were destroyed on the cowbell during the recording of the album this is only vaguely guess.
Otherwise the tone of the album is unique. Here is followed by a song to the other. Ballads? Are you kidding? None including. Who has placed the album in his record shelf, who knows exactly why and usually what he has in mind.
For some, the previous albums Born a lion or the alive and on fire about We sweat blood in the best-of-vote may stand forward. Others are more likely to take up subsequent works Below the Beltoder Sleep Is The Enemy. Each of these plates has its charm, We sweat blood for me is the most complete album, a bit more sophisticated than the previous albums, but not too experimental in each song, as in the one or other successor (here was especially "Never Too Loud" called ")
5 of 5 stars an album for the Rock Roll Hall of Fame. Thx Danko!
