|Dobermann – ‘Pure Breed’ (Wild Mondays Music/Horus Music UK)|
|Written by Jonni D|
|Thursday, 16 March 2017 04:00|
With absolutely knock-out releases already emerging in 2017 from Danko Jones and Black Star Riders proving that stellar, adrenalized music is still being pumped out by the rock scene despite the disinterest of the mainstream, Italian trio Dobermann throw their hat into the ring with their new album ‘Pure Breed.’ Since their formation in 2011, the band has accrued a sizable following thanks to heavy touring cycles around Europe and a couple of solid releases. Their time as road warriors has clearly paid off, as ‘Pure Breed’ easily sits as the most diverse and entertaining output from the three-piece.
Things get off to a shaky start with ‘SPNC’, a public service announcement style song, reassuring the listener that rumours of rock music’s demise have been greatly exaggerated. It’s an odd choice for an introduction to the album; a little too long to be a typical ‘intro’ track but not developed enough to be a song in its own right, the end result comes off as fairly cringe-worthy. An unfortunate false start, but it’s one that’s quickly rectified. ‘War Thunder’ is a rollicking, bass heavy anthem, with a chorus that will bother your temporal lobe for days to come. It’s a wonderful course correction after the dodgy opener, heavily evoking Velvet Revolver, particularly with vocalist/bassist Paul Del Bello’s Scott Weiland-esque delivery. From this point on, Dobermann fire out high octane bangers, one after another, from the Ratt inspired syncopated riffing of ‘Taking In The Outakes’, to the Scorpions meet ‘50s rock n’ roll of the title track.
Notably, one time Guns N’ Roses guitarist Bumblefoot adds a guest solo on ‘Radioactive’, making his presence well and truly known with a blistering show of virtuosity. The song itself is particularly strong in its own right; a mid-tempo groover which sounds like a Twisted Sister track fronted by Fred Schneider of the B-52’s. It’s a credit to the trio just how well they adapt to numerous different styles across ‘Pure Breed’, from the succinct shot of lo-fi garage rock on ‘Stuck in Traffic’ to the punk energy of ‘I Need a Holiday.’ The band are even on sure footing when they try their hand at a more comedic tone on the diatribe against stick-wielders on ‘I Fucking Hate Drummers’, accentuated by surprisingly uplifting guitar melodies.
Given the strength of what has come before, the album peters out a little in the last couple of songs. ‘Hometown’ is rhythmically promising, buoyed by a delayed guitar riff, but is otherwise rather unremarkable and lacking in progression. Similarly, closer ‘Magic Mountain’ is a decent enough entry, but no where near the calibre of the earlier material on here.
Despite a couple of missteps, ‘Pure Breed’ is an album made up of stripped down, boisterous anthems littered with memorable choruses and demonstrating an impressive degree of diversity across the ten songs. It may not be as consistently outstanding as some of the other rock releases so far this year, but at its best moments ‘Pure Breed’ is a fine example of the exuberance and spiritedness of the genre.
‘Pure Breed’ is out now. You can get your copy HERE.
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