The Good
From just the opening intro track alone, you know you're in for something
epic. "Face Down in the Dirt" is classic Crue at it's best; driving guitars,
thumping bass, pounding drums, and wailing vocals. "What's It Gonna Take"
slows the tempo down a bit, but is still full of plenty of punch and angst.
"Down at the Whiskey" is about the group's early beginnings and is driven
by a chugga-chugga riff and catchy chorus. There's no doubt that you've
heard the album's title track, and any fan will concur that it's a return
to form for the band. It's just as anthemic as "Dr. Feelgood" or "Girls,
Girls, Girls." "The Animal in Me" has Nikki Sixx written all over it. It
has the same lyrical flow as his material with Sixx A.M. Rack up another
kick-ass anthem for the Crue with "Welcome to the Machine." It wouldn't
be a Motley affair without the ladies. Only this time instead of appreciating
them, "Chicks=Trouble" delves into all the issues they can bring. A chant
along chorus will burn "This Ain't a Love Song" into your cranium.
The Bad
Vince will surely fuck the songs up live like he has been for 10 years
now.
The Verdict
The Saints of Los Angeles is epic indeed. Each track flows directly into
the next as if a story is being told. That story being the early years
of Motley Crue. The band returns to their metal roots on SOLA after two
studio albums that were less than stellar. Let's hope that the passion,
energy, and thunder continue.
MOTLEY
CRUE
