MOTHER SUPERIOR: Self-titled: CD

Aug 13, 2009

Hmmm, what a strange and putrid change of pace this is. Mother Superior listlessly sound like one of those uninspired soundtrack-ready bar bands that androgynously strut their stuff in lame-o movies like Road House or the latest Sylvester Stallone flick. It’s equal parts Hollywood hardrock, Sunset Boulevard-style power-rock, and biliously anthemic arena-rock (think Kiss, Grand Funk Railroad, Boston, early Ted Nugent, Bad Company, Soundgarden, and the sound of severe intestinal gastro-disorders). Pallid, lackluster, watered-down, and weak. I’ve drank Gerber Baby apple-juice stronger than this shit!

 –guest (Triple X)

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