September 26, 1983
Motley Crue
Shout at the Devil
3.5 out of 5
Motley Crue
Shout at the Devil
3.5 out of 5
Highlights:
Shout at the Devil
Looks That Kill
Too Young to Fall in Love
Shout at the Devil
Looks That Kill
Too Young to Fall in Love
I once said about this band, “Think Bret Michaels meets Kiss with jackboots”. I stand by that. I also stand by the idea that this was the kick in the nuts that glam metal was waiting for. Is it as good as Quiet Riot? If not, it’s pretty close.
From my previous review:
“While much of the album is generi-metal, there is also room for Spinal Tappish “brilliance” like the quasi- classical “God Bless the Children of the Beast”. I shit you not. And this record came out AFTER the movie. Classic!
And that's followed by one of the ugliest covers in HISTORY! The band with no cred and limited musical ability gives us their take on The Beatles' “Helter Skelter” and, even though its uneven and desperate, I kind of appreciate just how earnestly the band wears their “influences” on their sleeve. Hell, if Gene Simmons can lay claim to Lennon/McCartney as muses, I'll take Mars, Sixx & Neil as well. (Tommy's an idiot. A monkey with a giant cock and a vague sense of rhythm with the ability to hit really really hard as he proves on the next track, “Red Hot”)
The beauty of Motley is that they are taking very seriously the fact that they don't take themselves seriously, while taking themselves seriously and putting on makeup. If you are looking for, I dunno, songs that last the test of time, you're in the wrong place. You gotta laugh at Motley while they are taking your money and fucking your girlfriend.
Cuz that's exactly what they are doing.”
From my previous review:
“While much of the album is generi-metal, there is also room for Spinal Tappish “brilliance” like the quasi- classical “God Bless the Children of the Beast”. I shit you not. And this record came out AFTER the movie. Classic!
And that's followed by one of the ugliest covers in HISTORY! The band with no cred and limited musical ability gives us their take on The Beatles' “Helter Skelter” and, even though its uneven and desperate, I kind of appreciate just how earnestly the band wears their “influences” on their sleeve. Hell, if Gene Simmons can lay claim to Lennon/McCartney as muses, I'll take Mars, Sixx & Neil as well. (Tommy's an idiot. A monkey with a giant cock and a vague sense of rhythm with the ability to hit really really hard as he proves on the next track, “Red Hot”)
The beauty of Motley is that they are taking very seriously the fact that they don't take themselves seriously, while taking themselves seriously and putting on makeup. If you are looking for, I dunno, songs that last the test of time, you're in the wrong place. You gotta laugh at Motley while they are taking your money and fucking your girlfriend.
Cuz that's exactly what they are doing.”
I stand by that on this re-listen.
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