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The Last Vegas, Eat Me (AFM Records)
CD Reviews: March 10, 2016

03/10/16
By Eric Saeger news@hippopress.com



The Last Vegas, Eat Me (AFM Records)

Hmf, and here I’d thought Buckcherry and The Darkness had the refried-’80s dingbat-metal market all to themselves. Apparently not, not that I’ve been keeping up with that stuff, but this Chicago band, mentored by Motley Crue’s Nikki Sixx, is up to something like seven albums now. Yes, I’d heard of them, but I’ve heard of a lot of bands I just haven’t had occasion to pay attention to. And no, I’m not going to go research their history for knowledge’s sake; I’ll simply assume these guys aren’t better than Motley Crue, because why would Nikki Sixx produce them, if he thought of them as a threat to … you know, whatever his band has going for it. Anybody know? Oh, let’s just go and get this over with. But first, point of order, they had to record this quickly, “because the singer was moving to L.A.,” which apparently means he can’t rub his belly and pat his head at the same time. So, right, opening song “Bloodthirsty” is a sub-industrial thing that sounds like old Ratt, except with Bon Jovi’s voice-box effect. It’s OK but makes little sense; it rambles on, sounding vaguely menacing, and there’s an OK hook if you listen closely — you know, like Ratt. “Here We Go Again” sounds like Cinderella. “Universe You” sounds like a Nazareth ballad. May I go now?





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