White Demons

The guys in White Demons may occasionally wear eyeliner and tight jeans, but there is not a single song about a chick on this CD and not one stinky whiff of shitty emo. What we've got here instead is explosive, trashy, borderline-glam punk 'n' roll with shouted choruses and crisp, fiery guitar solos akin to AC/DC's hot licks. The album opens with "Spit on My Liver," a rawkin' New York Dolls-ish number where front man Nick K. (who often sounds like Buckcherry singer Joshua Todd) belts out, "Got the luxury of a halo/But I treat it like a stain." The lyrical wit continues on "It's All About the Rock," with lines like "You like the way I underachieve," and "In the Flesh," which echoes the sentiments of Jet's "Rollover DJ" by asking, "When did the DJ become the band? I'm living in the flesh connected." As if to prove the musical superiority of men over machines, the song opens with a powerful drum charge and a really dark, gritty guitar riff reminiscent of 1980s L.A. metal, and ends in a blaze of muted, spacy guitar effects. Play thatwith a turntable, suckas.