|Jim Breuer and the Loud & Rowdy - 'Songs From The Garage' (Metal Blade Records)|
|Written by Gaz Tidey|
|Thursday, 26 May 2016 03:00|
You might know comedian Jim Breuer as a cast member on Saturday Night Live, though it's more likely that you'll recognise him from YouTube footage of his heavy metal impressions during his stand-up show. Actually, you probably know the name because it was Breuer who pretty much broke the news that AC/DC were about to criminally dispense with the services of frontman, Brian Johnson.
With the benefit of hindsight we know that Jim knows his acca dacca onions, so much so that he's even got Johnson guesting on his upcoming, Metal Blade-released hard rock album, 'Songs From The Garage'.
Brain Johnson's appearance on the thoroughly decent 'Mr. Rock n Roll' (so newsworthy in an Axl/DC world that it was premiered via Rolling Stone) and its bluesy intro-of-sorts, 'My Rock n Roll Dream', is only part of the story here, though.
Breuer has assembled a rockin' team to back him on this record, the Loud & Rowdy as he calls them, which features Rob Caggiano (Anthrax/Volbeat) on guitar and production duties, Mike Tichy on drums, with bass duties handled by Joe Vigliotti. The results are high octane bursts of hugely infectious hard rock songs that achieve Breuer's aim to honour the influence of bands like AC/DC, Ozzy Osbourne, Judas Priest, Van Halen, Metallica, and the Scorpions on his adolescent self with carefree abandon.
Songs like opener, 'Thrash', hit hard like prime Anthrax, while a track such as 'Old School', with its constant shout-outs to classic metal song titles, would be lauded as some kind of throwback genius if included on a new record by someone like, say, Sebastian Bach. The aforementioned 'Mr. Rock n Roll' is a rollicking good tune also, the legendary frontman and comedian with a better rock voice than many a "proper" singer trading lyrics and having a truckload of fun along the way.
This is an album by a comedian, remember, so be prepared for some would-be laughs that threaten to grow old very quickly: the likes of 'Raising Teenage Girls' and 'Be a Dick 2nite' spoiling to derail the general impressiveness of the album by going down the Steel Panther route - solid songs soured by stupid lyrics. The Sharon and Ozzy Osbourne impression is a low point also, but on a long player that is generally devoid of them.
In fact, in a hard, cock rocking sense, some of the songs featured here are a helluva lot better than those by bands proper still knocking out the tried and trusted rock standards for their ever-dwindling sets of fans.
Give this a whirl and you might be pleasantly surprised, especially as it'll be the quality of songs over the prospective gags that'll put a shit-eating grin on your face.