Listen Up: Wednesday, June 13, 2007
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Burning Brides

Hang Love (Uncle Promo Recordings)

By Justin Press

For those of us who’ve been hungering for a truly rocking record free of marketing, hype, and smoke and mirrors, well, dinner is prepared. The Burning Brides do it right in every way that closest competitors Queens of the Stone Age do it wrong. Bottom-heavy earth-movers nestle up to stoned ’70s-era grooves on the Brides’ new one, Hang Love, and there’s even a bit of poppy blues a la George Thorogood and Soundgarden-esque grunge for good measure. The opening duo of “Ring Around the Rosary” and “San Diego” are sweltering-hot and ominous, and track No. 3, “She Comes to Me,” rumbles and shakes, borrowing heavily from Thorogood et al.’s primordial boogie-woogie. “Waring Street” is from the days when grunge was an underground secret, all ringing open-chords and headlong fury. But of all of the startling and crisp moments and movements on Hang Love, the title track is the one that pushes the album from above-average to great: not-in-any-hurry vocals stroll casually over miles of fuzzy riffage, everything held together by a meaty beat. Think: Fu Manchu but with higher-grade weed. You may not think that a mid-tier band like the Burning Brides could cut a disc with such pristine production values, but the musicianship is so taut that even if Hang Love were recorded on a portable boom-box it would still shine. The Burning Brides probably didn’t set out to make the American Rock Album of the Year. Hell, they probably just wanted to have a reason to get the van back on the road. Whatever the case, they at least deserve the bronze for such an Olympian effort.


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