I vomit my intestines out every time I see the word “supergroup” used to describe this puzzling assembly of irrelevant faggots. Now, please understand, I in no way ever intended to call legendary sticksman Vinny Appice (Black Sabbath, Dio, Heaven and Hell) a faggot, but being in a band with such third-tier, pillow-biting ass clowns makes you at least bi. For some reason he thought it would be a good idea to team up with Rex Brown, ex-“bassist” for the gayest group of posers in the history of Glam faggotry. He also convinced one of the guys from Ratt to quit his job at the Drive & Shine to play guitar, and recruited the vocalist from perennial Tough-Guy Metal failures Pissing Razors. What, the guys in Hanson were all busy sucking Fred Durst’s dick for blow? Bad moves all, Vin. That’s like getting Fred Savage to play Spartacus. What they create musically is often reminiscent of Alice in Chains… if Alice in Chains had been talentless hacks that wrote non-threatening Radio Rock by the numbers for trailer park forty-somethings. This type of PG-13 Metal will inevitably be a huge hit with the sub-35 IQ crowd, but anyone reading this website will want to avoid this like a random encounter with Mormons. Kill Devil Hill are about as Metal as a Richard Simmons workout video, however, if your idea of heavy lies somewhere between the Rocky IV soundtrack and the first Silverchair album, then this will sound great coming through the car speakers on the drive home from church. If it weren’t for the mostly undeserved fame of the parties involved, this is the type of band you’d see opening up for Crazy Town at bingo halls in the rural South.
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