Honestly, having never heard them before, on first spin, I was expecting something different from Hollywood's Snew on their third album We Do What We Want. First impressions are a bitch: not another AC/DC clone. Groan. Between the general texture of the music and Curtis Don Vito's vocals, that's what I heard. Happily, first impressions didn't last after giving We Do What We Want a road test while running yesterday's errands.
We Do What We Want is pure rock and roll, more raunch and roll. While that certain Australian influence remains, it is enlivened by pure 80's Sunset Strip swagger. Yeah, sweaty whisky swilling rock and roll that looks you in the eye and takes no prisoners while it kicks you in the nuts. So Snew may only be reinventing wheel, they do it quite well with nods to rock history and legends. Jackyl can be heard in Private Stash, Judas Priest in Risking My Life, and anything pure Hollywood glam in the fantastic Feedback and Distortion. Snew can turn trick with catchy hooks on most every song, but they are quite tasty on Power Pack and Feedback and Distortion. They show some sonic creativity with the gutsy blues of Who the Hell are You (and with We Do What We Want, the closest songs to that 'down under' band). Don Vito's raspy shouts and screams remind of a blend of Bon Scott and Udo Dirkschneider, perfectly suited for Snew's style. Andy Lux's licks are fundamental, yet burst with energy on every track.
Snew's We Do What We Want is solid American hard rock: blistering, rollicking, and fist pumping action. Informed by classic 80's hard rock and legends of the past, Snew delivers the goods with skill and enthusiasm. And, by the way, it passed the road toast. So buy it, crank it up to 11, and ride with it. Very recommended.
Snew We Do What We Want is solid American hard rock: blistering, rollicking, and fist pumping action. Informed by classic 80's hard rock and legends of the past, Snew delivers the goods with skill and enthusiasm.
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