It’s Friday night, the kids are in bed, and I’ve had quite a bit of wine! With the week we’ve had, especially winter weather-wise, this is release! Anyway, last week, I had some drinks and did the same thing, and I wrote about Quiet Riot’s III album after Mike had panned it. Some of you enjoyed my inebriated ramblings, so, um, you’re welcome?
Now, I don’t wanna say this is gonna be a series because it likely isn’t. But I’ve had some wine (and then some more) and this time it’s gonna be Twisted Sister’s Love Is For Suckers. This is by request of Mike, who gave it 2.5/5 on his most excellent site that you should all be reading and if you don’t then you’re grossbuckets.
An aside before I begin: I only know from reading Mike’s site that this was supposed to be a Dee Snider solo record, but the label were (typically) jerks and made it a Twisted record. That sucks, for Dee (and Twisted, of course).
So. Here we go.
Wake Up The Sleeping Giant isn’t so bad. It’s a rock song at heart, even if the lyrics are pretty bad. Already it’s better than all of QR III. Hot Love is totally indicative of the era… meaning, of course, that there was a market for this sort of shitty middle-of-the-road rock pap. I think it had to do with all the big hair. Honestly, I think it impaired judgement. Must’ve been the weight of all that mousse, or something. Oh it’s not a BAD song. If it had been done very differently it might have worked. Wait, that makes it sort of bad, doesn’t it… Oh g-d I’m trying to think clearly after this much wine… Gah. It never works.
The title track rocks pretty hard. I like the backing tracks, the tune stands up (real drums or not). Except, I would completely re-write the lyrics. I would especially have cut that Big Bopper-esque thing in the middle (Diamond Dave has done it too). Intended innuendo aside, that was pretty bad. I’m So Hot For You made me nervous by title alone. However, it’s another case of cool enough riff and bad lyrics. It’s been a long time since I played Stay Hungry, but I don’t remember Snider taking the easy way out with his rhymes quite this blatantly. Maybe he did, I dunno. I’m no expert.
Tonight starts out sounding epic and then ramps up the pace. This isn’t a bad tune. Could’ve been Twisted, if it had been more menacing. I’d have been disappointed if Me And The Boys didn’t rhyme, at some point, with ‘making a noise.’ This song delivers, however. Which saddens me, somehow. Of course it does. It’s another rocker, of it’s time. Not bad, not great. One Bad Habit is another track that has decent music and suffers its lyrics. Maybe this is why the album got such a bad score at Mike’s. Maybe Dee ran out of things to say. His one bad habit is that he like to rock and roll? Um, Dude… It’s your fuckin’ job. NONE of us are surprised, over here. Why, at this stage in your career, could you possibly feel the need to apologize for what you do? Weird.
I Want This Night To Last Forever is another title that terrified me. I do not want this night to last forever. I don’t have enough wine to get me through forever, especially not if I’ve gotta listen to THIS forever. And the song itself is tepid at best. This is the first track I’ve heard, here, that I would have skipped from the get-go. The others, with some work, might’ve been alright. This one? No. Next! You’re All I Need is another one to skip. It’s a nice sentiment, but a shitty, shitty song. And again, not that I could do better. I’m half in the bag and sitting in front of my iMac at midnight babbling about this shit because about three people on the internet think it’s funny. But I can guarantee that if I were sober, I would say the same about these last two tracks. Maybe worse. I dunno until I get some sleep.
And finally it’s Yeah Right, which wants to go out on a rock note by ripping off, um… what is that. Bo Diddley? Chuck Berry? My brain, addled as it is by the grape, wants to grasp the influence but isn’t quite getting there. Listen to the track , you’ll get it straight away, surely. This could have been a Twisted track. But again, not bad, not great.
You know, I have a hard time giving this a 2.5, Mike. It’s a solid 3, maybe a bit more. Put the good headphones on and just listen to the music, not the lyrics, and remeber the context of when it was made. Given all that, it could’ve been what what was needed. Something just didn’t click. Perhaps the disappointment here lies in that fact that this sure isn’t Stay Hungry or You Can’t Stop Rock And Roll. Far from it. Whatever it is, it’s miles ahead of that fuckin’ QR III.