B.R.M.C.by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Don't hate B.R.M.C. because they look good and sound better. In fact, don't hate them at all; it's not their fault if they've done their post-punk research, studying the glories of thunderous, bottom-heavy psychedelia like a trio of super-groovy Pointdexters. What these studious San Franciscans have emerged with is some of the most potent rock of 2001. There are echoes of Jesus and Mary Chain's psycho-candy melodies ("Love Burns"), clangorous moments that recall My Bloody Valentine's glorious chaos 'n' groove (the brilliant "Too Real"), and dense, two-ton bass lines hauled in from rock's heaviest practitioners. But even at their most egregious -- the "Spread Your Love" reference to the sinister boogie riff of "Spirit in the Sky," Jim Morrison's raving vocals on "L.A. Woman," and more -- B.M.R.C. recycle (hey, their name is lifted from The Wild One) sounds with an ear for creation, allowing them to write new songs that shimmer, shake, and throb. With this debut, they don't reinvent the wheel, but they make it spin a little faster and gleam a little brighter.
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- Virgin Records Us
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This is the best album of 2001 hands down! In there short tenure they have made quite a buzz with a hit video on mtv2. I believe this band will be are for along time. What ever happened to our rock n' roll, it's right here in the form of the black rebel motorcycle club. No trends here just a great rock album. Timeless!!!!
The San Francisco based three piece began playing together in Nov. 1998. They produced their own album and before you know it they were asked to play at the Sundance Film Festival of 2001. They have played with the Dandy Warhols, The Water Boys, and extensively around the country. I saw them live at the Fillmore. They have a mysterious image and are awesome live. My favorite songs are Red Eyes and Tears as well as What Ever Happened to Rock and Roll, and Spread your Love. The first one is more introspective while the last two just make you want to rock hard to the drum beat of Nick Jaggo, while listening to Peter and Robert trade off on licks and lyrics.