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The
Dallas Scene
New
records by the Fags and the Deathray Davies on Idol Records.
By
Mark Prindle
www.markprindle.com
The Deathray
Davies
The Day of the Ray
(Idol
Records, 2002)
This is the third album for the Dallas, Texas band,
Deathray Davies (Get it? DO YOU GET IT?? Death-RAY DAVIES???),
a six-piece, guitar-heavy "power poop" band that has one
member credited with nothing but "shakers."
If I were in the band, and that guy got a
full percentage of band royalties, I'd kick his shaker ass. There's
nothing remotely Kinkish on this record unless you're talking about
the mediocre crap those guys put out in the '80s.
There's an organ and some Cheap Trick ripoffs and
tired old E-A-D-style guitar riffs. I'm SO sick of riffs like "The
Aztec God" - you CAN'T tell me you haven't heard that lame
riff by a hundred thousand other bands that never went anywhere.
Not to mention all the "vocal hooks" with a whole bunch
of notes, but no actual "hook" that you'll remember even
seconds after the song ends.
Playing la-de-da pop music and writing timeless melodies are two
different things - these guys do one but not the other.
NO THANKS to the Deathray Davies. Bad name, bad album.
The Fags
The Fags EP
(Idol
Records, 2002)
I can't believe that, this late in the course of
human history, a happy heavy guitar-powered Detroit pop trio providing
a dandy balance between Cheap Trick rockingness and Matthew Sweet
sissiness (or vice-versa), would go out of their way to choose a
name so offensive, so DISGUSTING, so childish, and so literally
dangerous, as to render themselves 100% unplayable on most
of the FM hit radio stations that would otherwise be happy to promote
their '70s-retro simplicity and head-bopping obvious-hookiness.
But choose so, they did. And until America finally comes to terms
with the fact that young people will always be interested in smoking
cigarettes, no matter how tough our anti-smoking policies and propaganda,
I'm afraid the Fags will be forever snubbed out in the ashtray
of obscurity.
However, if you like Cheap Trick, and don't get
irritated by ages-old chord sequences, as long as they're assisted
by a guy with a (Matthew) sweet, slightly Zander-esque voice, and
a lead guitarist who loves high anthemic chiming power chords -
you'll be sucking the Fags' dicks in no time.
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