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The Strokes
Rock me like a hurricane. Rock me, rock me like a hurricane. It's a simple phrase and yet it still slays me the same as it did in '89. Know why? Cause when I'm really rockin', I mean really rockin', I'm talkin' 'Am peeled out, practically passed out, stereo blowin' out, eyes stoned-out... at that moment, I am the hurricane-man. And it rocks me. So when usounds asked me to review The Strokes, it took me a while to reply 'cause I'd been rockin' for a few days straight and I had to get my mind together. But eventually I figured out where I was and shit was recharged and ready to go.
When I'm not rockin', I'm usually rockin' the web because my Tandy likes the porn, so I'd heard about The Strokes before. From what I gathered, these guys came from tradition of the Velvet Underground, and the whole CBGB scene that came later, so I was ready to give them a chance. I figured compared to just about everything else usounds sends me, this record had a slight chance to rock my 'Am with ass-blasting tunes. To me though the Strokes sound a lot more like 90's indie rockers like Guided by Voices. I liked GBV briefly, especially their live show, which was the kind of indie show where it's cool to be rockin' fucked-up drunk and that's the only kind I like. I sense the Strokes probably get more of the sweater-and-glasses chix, probably because of the Velvet Underground undertones, which are there but not out in force which I had been lead to believe. That's to their credit though-- this album has no Sister Ray but it doesn't have Nico either. The Strokes also have (probably secondhand) Kinks in them. Chances are these dudes need a lesson in how to blast, a lot of the time they're whining about this or that, not realizing that Alcohol and 'Ams can solve just about every problem they cause. So did this album rock me? Of course it did. There hasn't been an indie-rock record this much fun since... I don't know, man, my memory isn't a champ. This is a good record to have, it's no Appetite for Destruction, but then again, what is? Do yourself a favor and grab this one, a few bottles of beer, and prepare for a night downtown.
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