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CHEETAH CHROME: SOLO

(PLOWBOY RECORDS EP; 2013) A REVIEW FROM THE VAULT

Cheetah Chrome cover

Cheetah Chrome has weathered the storm of the punk movement and forged his own (quite vocal and opinionated) path, emerging as a sort of “elder statesman” (he’s still only 59) of American rock and roll. As a member of Rocket From the Tombs, Chrome laid the groundwork for Cleveland’s punk scene; when that band split into two separate groups (Peter Laughner and David Thomas formed Pere Ubu; Chrome and Johnny Blitz joined up with Stiv Bator and became the Dead Boys), he gained near-legendary status, thanks to the Dead Boys live shows. Not too bad for a guitar player whose total recorded output upon the 1979 demise of the Boys was a pair of albums for Sire Records (including the seminal debut, YOUNG, LOUD AND SNOTTY, produced by Genya Ravan).Over the years, Cheetah has led or played in various bands (he appeared on Ronnie Spector’s debut solo album, SIREN, in 1980), played with reformed versions of both Rocket From the Tombs and, until the 1990 death of Bator, the Dead Boys; he has also formed a band – called the Batusis (after the dance from the BATMAN television series) – with former New York Dolls guitarist Sylvain Sylvain. The band has, variously, included the rhythm section from Joan Jett’s band, the Blackearts, Chuck Garric (Alice Cooper’s bass player for the past several years) and Lez Warner, who has kept time for the Cult in the past. More recently, the guitarist has headed up the A&R department at Plowboy Records. That’s where we pick up this story; Plowboy has released a seven-song EP of material culled from a 1996 recording session (produced by Ravan) and two 2010 sessions, one solo and one with the Batusis.

Cheetah Chrome (photo credit: ANNA O'CONNOR)
Cheetah Chrome (photo credit: ANNA O’CONNOR)

The instrumental “Sharky” kinda reminds me of Blondie’s “(I’m Always Touched By Your) Presence Dear.” The drums (provided by producer Ken Coomer) are out front and Chrome adds a very nice guitar figure and standard-issue New Wave organ. That combination can only lead me to say, “I like it! I really, really like it!” The Batusis’ “East Side Story” is a great, punky type of country song, with Chrome’s vocals falling somewhere between Lou Reed and John Mellencamp. The rhythm section of Sean Koos and Lez Warner are tight; Koos adds piano. Sylvain’s acoustic rhythm guitar and just a touch of twang in the leads and solos give the tune a solid Americana flavor. “Rollin’ Voodoo” features a nasty Koos bass groove, some funky Warner drumming (augmented by African drums from Warner and Coomer) and some savory riffs, delivered in stinging fashion by Cheetah and Sylvain. The tune has a ZZ Top kind of processed vocal thing happening and the whole cut has that Texas blues feel.

Cheetah Chrome (photo credit: ANNA O'CONNOR)
Cheetah Chrome (photo credit: ANNA O’CONNOR)

The Genya Ravan-produced “Stare Into the Night” has a chugging rhythm and a punkish, Joe Strummer-like vocal rasp. The song is a definite nod to Stiv Bator and the Dead Boys, with the rhythm section of Greg Walker (bass), Johnny Albamont (drums) and Jimmy V (rhythm guitar) more than ably acquitting themsleves on this and the next two tracks. “No Credit” is another great cowpunk number, with the sort of politically-charged protest lyrics that drove the majority of those great ’70s punk bands. The final track from the aborted 1996 sessions, “Nuthin’,” displays an atmospheric guitar coda and snotty countryish vocals over brilliantly understated drums and nice backing vocals. The song is a solid rocker from first to last, although it seems to just run out of juice and ends rather abruptly. A Rank and File/Alejandro Escovedo slow groove dominates “Love Song To Death,” a return to the Batusis material. Chrome delivers the lyrics in kind of a sing-song spoken word way. The guitar work shines throughout, highlighted by the rather jangly lead and the well-phrased solo, both by Sylvain Sylvain. SOLO is a magnificently varied record but, it is not without its problems. Well, one problem really… it’s just too darn short! I sincerely hope that Chrome’s office job at Plowboy doesn’t keep him from recording a full-length – preferably with the Batusis – sometime soon.

THOSE DARLINS: BLUR THE LINE

(OH WOW DANG RECORDS; 2013)

Those Darlins BLUR THE LINE

BLUR THE LINE, the third album from upstart Nashville band Those Darlins, is the ultimate in outsider Americana. Years ago, this music woulda been called “cowpunk.” After the Darlins’ second full-length, SCREWS GET LOOSE, the face of the band changed as co-founder Kelley Anderson left, replaced by Gentleman Jesse and His Men bassist Adrian Barrera. The band’s sound has changed and evolved with each release, from a rollicking country-tinged rockabilly sound on their debut to a more rocking alternative country sound on SCREWS… to a more restrained insanity on this new album, incorporating rockabilly, country, girl group pop, alternative rock and a myriad of other musical styles. The addition of Barrera has given the group a somewhat tougher sound… a – if you’ll pardon the expression – ballsier sound. However, where the Darlins may have attacked the songs with a certain reckless abandon in the past, they may still perform with abandon… just not quite as reckless as on previous releases. How much of this is due to a maturation within the group (or the comings and goings of members) or, as has been posited elsewhere, better production values will undoubtedly be debated at least until the release of their next set. I’m willing to go out on a limb and say that the more controlled attack is a combination of everything cited above. Certainly, in a live setting, the band is still as over-the-top raucous as they’ve always been.

Those Darlins (photo credit: VETA AND THEO)
Those Darlins (photo credit: VETA AND THEO)

Right from the album opener, “Oh God,” what is obvious is that the phrase “screaming guitars” fits as well as any forty dollar word that I can drop here. “That Man” has a girl-group-gone-dreadfully-wrong vibe – including the ubiquitous spoken-word interlude – that immediately makes it one of my absolute favorite tunes from the Darlins yet. The sticky sweet harmonies (from the other two-thirds of the original trio, Jessi Zazu and Nikki Kvarnes, longtime drummer, Linwood Regensburg and new guy, Barrera) throughout BLUR THE LINES’ 12 tracks belay the more-often-than-not venomous intent of the lyrics, which makes for an enjoyably subversive 45 minutes. High spots (uh… higher spots than the overall high spot that is BLUR… ) include (aside from the already discussed “That Man”): the wicked guitar tune, “Oh God”; the lyrically ambiguous “She Blows”; the downer vibe of “Optomist”; “Can’t Think” and its slow grind; the painfully slow, yet powerful “Western Sky” with its sludgy tremelo-drenched guitar; and the strident, walking guitar sound of “Too Slow.” Though I have thoroughly enjoyed Those Darlins’ previous releases, if this is where the band is heading, then… sign me up for album number four!