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You know when sometimes you pop a CD into your home stereo or car and that damned silver disc seems to find a new home there. In other words, the music so wraps its hands around your throat, you’re just not up for listening to anything else. Yeah, that’s the scenario I have right now, with Trailerpark Rockstars. No, this isn’t one of those CD’s where it takes time to grow on you. This thing is like a barbarian that just knocks your front door down, plops on down on your sofa, and helps itself to all your beer and there isn’t a damned thing you can do about it. Nor would you dare to.

I typically try to avoid comparing one band to another.  It implies that they have borrowed their identity from other acts. TPRS haven’t done that, so, in this case, it is just to give you an idea of the style of music these hell-raisers are putting out. It is “simplistic,” ala AC/DC (though any musician will tell you AC/DC actually are not that simplistic, it just sounds that way). There is a bit of Southern-fried rock, ala Lynyrd Skynyrd (ah, I can all but taste the Jack Daniels and smell the bong-hits) and definitely a generous helping of old-school punk rock, if only for the “Fuck you, if you don’t like it” attitude.

There are 12-tracks, which is one helluva generous amount of unabashed aggression. The danger rears its ugly head from the opening track (the namesake Trailerpark Rockstar-and if you think that is being egotistical, go complain to Iron Maiden, or Black Sabbath) and never lets up. Relentless, malicious, and you are at its mercy. Longtime Coming is a driving, metallic shuffle-beat that just reeks of menace.

I am not going to go thru each and every song here.  I want you to discover these gems for yourself. But I will tell you, every composition does follow the same template. No, it’s not like you can’t tell them apart because every track has its own identity. I simply mean it is all ferocious, in your face, and head-banging worthy.  Rich Varville is on bass, fully understanding his role, by keeping it simple but effectively to the point. The same goes for his rhythm partner, drummer James Raub. Eric Meyer-who also produced this gem – is on guitar, with his Billy Gibbons meets Zak Wylde style of violating his 6-string and finally there is the near demonic vocal style of Cory Mitchell. A side note: as a drummer, I love the intense, concussion-inducing drum sound. Personally, that’s important to me. Yes, everything counts, but when you feel like your head is right inside the bass drum, it makes the music all the more heavier.

Often, when a band leans towards heaviness, they focus too much on the intensity, and leave the melodic aspects out in the rain. This is not the case with Trailerpark Rockstar. The CD isn’t speed-metal/thrashy heavy, it’s melodic heavy.There is a fineline to keeping that balance, and it appears to come to TPRS quite naturally. This release is not contrived, none of this, “Hey, let’s be fucking heavy as hell, for the mere sake of it.” I doubt there was any of that calculation, involved. I can imagine, the first time this band got together, it all fell into place. But, as raw and aggressive as this CD is, the band, quite obviously, understood, there has to be a song there, otherwise it all simply falls apart.

It all boils down to, these guys know what they are doing, and how to do it. A strong recommendation for you to pick up a copy ASAP.

  1. Trailerpark Rockstar
  2. Something to Remember
  3. Long Time Coming
  4. Fallen Angel
  5. Stupidity Is Bliss
  6. Cold Water
  7. Dead To Me
  8. Killer In Me
  9. Hot Rod Heaven
  10. Friend Or Foe
  11. Serenity
  12. Severed

 

CD available from:

http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/trailerpark-rockstar/id450807356

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