BOMBSHELL ROCKS: Cityrats and Alleycats: CD

You ever have to go to a wedding or something and have to wear a suit and the closest thing to dress shoes you have are Docs? It’s happened to me a couple of times. I polish up my Docs and put on my suit and look down at my feet and it’s weird. The shoes look good. Almost new even though I’ve been wearing them for years. And they’re cool shoes. No doubt about that. So maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m just so used to being scuffed and worn that polishing anything bothers me. Anyway, that’s how I feel about the Bombshell Rocks—they’re like polished Docs. Musically, they’re immaculate. The songs are well textured, everyone is perfectly in beat, the singer is in key and has just the right amount of gruff in his voice—like an early Mike Ness—and they have a perfect blend of influences. I hear a little Cocksparrer (from when they were good), a little Business (see Cocksparrer), a little Social Distortion, and a lot of Stiff Little Fingers. All great bands. And I’m not saying this album is contrived. Not at all. I like it a lot. It’s just like polished Docs, if that makes any sense.

 –sean (Burning Heart Records)