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| 1. Black Shuck |
| 2. Get Your Hands Off My Woman |
| 3. Growing On Me |
| 4. I Believe In A Thing Called Love |
| 5. Love Is Only A Feeling |
| 6. Givin' Up |
| 7. Stuck In A Rut |
| 8. Friday Night |
| 9. Love On The Rocks With No Ice |
| 10. Holding My Own |
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Here's what you get when you purchase the clean version of "Permission to Land." First of all, the packaging is a bit altered. The naked lady is pixellated out. In the lower left corner of the cover, there's a clearly visible "Edited Version" label - always a good thing, so people who wanted the explicit version don't get any unpleasant surprises.
Now for the actual album content. I'm happy to say they went the extra mile here. They actually re-sung the dirty parts and used alternate lyrics, instead of simply scrambling or muting out the expletives. So, for example, in the song "Givin' Up," the phrase "givin' a f***" has been changed to "givin' it up." It's nice to hear actual singing, instead of just long silences. Some of the edits end up being quite amusing. Also in the song "Givin' Up," the line "stick that ****ing s***" has been changed to "Stick that shucking fit." On the album's opening track, the line "that dog dont give a ****... Woof!" becomes "that dog don't give a duck... Quack!" Instead of getting all whiny and political when the label requested a clean version, they just had some fun with it.
So in this case, you get exactly what you pay for when you buy the clean version. There are still a few drug references, so just be aware of that if that bothers you. But if you just want this album without the bad words, the clean version fits the bill very nicely - and does a far better job than most edited albums.
1. Black Shuck- HARD Rocker that kicks off an equally hard Rocking album. The song's about a demon dog from Hell attacking a church. It WILL rock you.
2. Get Your Hands Off My Woman- Great Rocker. Has a chorus you can't help but sing along with.
3. Growing On Me- Great grooving track, with some hopping solos.
4. I Believe in a Thing Called Love- My favorite song. You will be blown away by the full force of Justin's sonic scream! The title says it all. Great riff, great song.
5. Love is Only a Feeling- Get out your lighters, it's monster ballad time! Awesome solo, amazing song.
6. Givin Up- This one's a strutter! Awesome song about the Rock and Roll lifestyle. Don't do smack!
7. Stuck in a Rut- Hard Rocker about leaving a place where you don't wanna be. Stomp your feet and wave your fist!
8. Friday Night- Cool song with a 1970's feel. Sweet and grooving.
9. Love on the Rocks with No Ice- Hard Rocker. Best "Love" ever in a song. Laaaaa-HUUUUUUV!!! On the Rocks!!! Awesome solo, best on the album.
10. Holding My Own- Best song ever about having "alone time". Great vocals, as usual.
I admit, I'm biased. They're my favorite band, before them was KISS, if that tells you anything. So, yes, I love Rock and Roll. And if you do too, buy this album. You will be rocked, and will smile the whole time. Rock and Roll.
It's all gotten so miserable that the emergence of Andrew WK last year was a true breath of fresh air. Here was a guy who preached a simple edict that has been bafflingly lost on nu metallers: Rock is Fun. But for all his efforts, AWK was basically ignored. And so here are The Darkness to give it a second try.
Permission to Land is huge in England right now, which practically guarantees no one here will care about it. Regardless, The Darkness pretty much succeed in making an argument for a pop metal revival. And, more importantly, they inject some swagger back into the fold. For the first half of Permission to Land, they hand out fitting knockoffs of AC/DC ("Black Shuck"), Guns 'N' Roses ("Get Your Hands Off of My Woman," which has to be heard to be believed), Boston ("I Believe in a Thing Called Love"), and Tesla ("Love is Only a Feeling"). Anyone who listens to these tunes and doesn't start bobbing their head has no pulse.
Of course, there is the small matter of lead singer Justin Hawkins' er, unique singing style. Let's face it, the guy is ludicrous. He makes Freddy Mercury look restrained by comparison, singing in a falsetto that could shatter a foot-thick block of ice. The first impluse is to make like Butthead and say to yourself, "Uh, what the hell is this?" It's pretty funny stuff, until you realize just how determined this band sounds. They have a serious passion to ROCK, and eventually it gets to you. At least, if you're looking for something, anything, different from the current rock scene.
Permission to Land suffers from a relatively weak second half. Songs like "Love on the Rocks with No Ice" (does that title make any sense?) are the worst of hair metal cliches - lots of screaming and little songcraft. There's also too much of an emphasis on ballads. "Friday Night" is a solid number, and "Holding My Own" will induce plenty of arm swaying, but nothing in the second half matches the intensity of the first two songs. If Permission to Land were a more consistent album, then it might stand a chance of achieving legendary status. For now, it's a good start for a band that is a potential oasis in a sea of nihilistic dreck.
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