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Buckcherry, Confessions (Century Media Records)


02/28/13
By Eric Saeger news@hippopress.com



2/28/2013 - I’ve tooled heavily on this L.A. hair-rawk band for years now, but getting to know them more intimately through this sixth LP has been eye-opening, at least to the extent that I can’t just make a few Warrant jokes here and go back to watching hockey. Oh, they do suck, don’t get me wrong — the only part of this entire album I actually dug was one of the latter sections of “The Truth,” and the singer rips off Staind’s stupid sourball inflection, and half the songs sound like they were written during a hurried songwriting-reality-TV qualifying round. But there’s a regal air to it, not as much throwaway blooz-rawk garbage as before. Ultimately, this band appears poised to become Billboard’s darling for 15 minutes when the ’90s revival goes wide, like they’re very much like 3 Doors Down if that band had been exposed to too much Papa Roach.  And what’s with the weird stream-of-consciousness babble-ranting on “Pride?” Did someone lend them a Nick Cave album? B 






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