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CAD / BETON

Beasts of the East (split)
(Too Many to List)

WINTERTHRALL
Nightmares for the Sleepless / Stormraven
(Murderous Dark)

PLEROMS GATE
Pass the Gate of Pleroma
(Self Released)

THE INTELLECTUALS
Triple
(Jeektune)

THE DAGG NABBIT STUBBS
Hot Garbage
(50/30/30)

BOMBUS
7"
(Self Released)

THE TEKNOIST & 
EUSTACHIAN
Pillaged & Plundered
(Ad Noiseam)
 
FOREVER'S FALLEN
GRACE
Herald of Twilight
(Self Released)
 
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THE DAGG NABBIT STUBBS
Hot Garbage
(50/30/30)

I am not one to dig into joke bands, but there are a few big differences between what this Georgia quartet is doing and that. The first and most important being that The Dagg Nabbit Stubbs is actually funny while most joke bands end up being totally stupid. Like, think of Scatterbrain, they kinda suck. Green Jelly, they definitely suck. Jackyl? They don’t even deserve to be mentioned even though about fifteen years ago I considered them entertaining. Metallica totally sucks and they are a total joke. Yes, even if they make trillions.  Anthrax? They wrote like one good album about four albums ago but every single time they wear Bermuda shorts they suck and that’s about every day.  

 

The second reason why The Dagg Nabbit Stubbs is not a joke band is because these dudes can play. Unlike Scatterbrain who could actually play but wrote very shitty songs, these dudes show their skills in a very non-show-off way. Which makes me think that if this  band put their mind to it, they could actually write a great album. Which is almost the same thing to say that even though Hot Garbage is a funny album, it is also a very well-written album.  Plus, who could resist an album with a cover this great? In fact, I nominate Hot Garbage for cover artwork of the year.

 

Hot Garbage starts off in pure Georgia way. In fact, the whole recording has the word ‘redneck’ scribbled all over it.  So yeah, in one sense some of the song arrangements bring to mind the best of Jackyl, alas minus the ridiculous sneer of Jesse James Dupree. Instead, vocalist Sweetwater Jones has an alluring delivery, a mean scream and some good spit work with the harmonica. So he goes, all swamp boogie on us in “The Devil’s Work”, turn tacit fuzzy hard rock in “Devilin’ Under the Influence”, seem to swing a big cock in the fantastic roll of “The Devil’s Dance Party”, seduce you into a ménage a trios in “You, Me and The Devil Make Four” (here the band drops some relentless pummeling for all the masochists), burp and charm their way into your food with “These Pancakes Are Made With the Devil’s Bisquick” and finish off with a song dedicated and about Peter Graves, which is really about the most seriously fun song I’ve heard this decade. Great album.

 

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