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Motorhead
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Vinnie
Apicella
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"If Jesus showed up now he'd be in jail by next week…" reads the last
line of "Brave New World," one of a number of the propulsive points of
view as presented only the way Motorhead can. Few can boast their
longevity, all the more impressive during Metal music's fading glory
during the last decade. In fact I thought they were through after they
released their more commercially favorable "March Or Die" or "1916…"
and shows what I know, they get nominated for a Grammy for the latter.
Imagine, Motorhead and "Grammy" in the same sentence? So here they
still
are some eight or ten records later, some sixty eight comps and
reissues
and a few live cuts, still going strong, a model of razor-edged
consistency rivaling only the likes of AC/DC… you'll either love it or
hate it, expectations, with maybe a few slight deviations, will always
be met. "Hammered" then is no different and that's why it will be a
success. Lemmy's sharp-tongued lyrics remain the focal point behind
their rusty gate of a rhythm section, which through the continued and
combined efforts of Campbell and Dee, is destined to swing freely for
years to come. While nothing stands far above the expected norm here,
the first two cuts revive the harmonic leanings of "Another Perfect
Day," they being "Walk A Crooked Mile" and "Down The Line" where
unlikely backing vocs and melodic verses come into play; not their best
work but a good primer for the Motor-banger primates to sink their
teeth
into the vintage follow ups, "Brave New World," and "Voices From The
War," before returning with the hook on "Mine All Mine," and "Shut Your
Mouth." Like their last "We Are Motorhead" that came out in 2000, the
production's similarly drawn, Campbell at times kicking out a meatier
guitar sound, often down-tuning to increase the pulverization
factor-"Voices…" "Kill The World," and the chugging, "No Remorse," and
no relation to their classic album of the same name. Proving their lead
foot ain't lightened up much between sessions, "Red Raw" immediately
opens the throttle and competes on an intensity level of "Iron Fist."
There is no changing tempo, no pre-chorus settlement, just balls-out
speed excess that tears and slashes with a severity poor Jack could
never conceive of! An out of the blue spoken word piece called "Serial
Killer" caps off the eleven album tracks-would've fit better as an
opener before letting 'er rip, but they opted not to. Two more bonus
cuts round it out with the bludgeoning "The Game," WWF star Triple-H's
entrance theme, and perfectly suited for intimidation showdowns and
body
slamming on any level, before ending on a pointless live version of
"Overnight Sensation" from an album I never cared much for anyway.
Overall "Hammered" hammers the point home in typical Motorhead
style-hard, fast, and loud, and Lemmy's voice, aided no doubt by the
return of the fu-manchu, more than merely holding up after some thirty
years of abuse, in fine skin-peeling form…
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