Put Lynrd Skynrd, Zeke, Dwarves, neck tattoos, and Loud Pipes all in a blender. It’s amped-up, attitude-heavy bar rock about bad behavior, being a rat, and laments that “the Giant Ethiopian” boxer, Jack Johnson, who pasted almost every Great White Hope that came before him resulted in “the day that blackness ruled the world”. (It’s strange that there’s no mention of Jess Willard, the boxer who eventually beat Johnson in twenty-six rounds of a scheduled forty-five round bout in Havana. Perhaps I expect too much of lyrics.) Ends with an okay cover of the Dead Kennedy’s “Police Truck.” Way too standard for my tastes.
–todd (Let’s Pretend)