Does a Motörhead album even require a review anymore? Isn't this a band above and beyond the criticism of mortals? I mean, this is a band whose legacy is just as reliable as any religion on earth. Maybe for some this band IS a religion. The religion of REAL heavy fucking metal, without any regard for trends or any sort of acceptance. The band does what it does, and survives entirely on the merits of that. Motörizer is no exception to the rule. No exception to their rule. The Iron Fist is 20 studio albums deep with this, and there is no sign of slowing or pissing off.
Thank fuck.
Lemmy and crew lay down the dirty from the very opening grit of the "Runaround Man". Then, in true tradition, you get the mid-paced, total fucking rock out "Teach You How to Sing the Blues" that makes beer bottles go flying through the air to smash into the nearest hard surface, whether that's a street, a wall, or a person's head. It's all fair in love and war.
Can you still get it up,
Or are we pusing too hard,
If you wanna get your hands on a beautiful girl,
You gotta use a Mastercard.
I mean, seriously, that's awesome. These guys aren't fools, they've seen a lot over the years. They are old men, and they know it. It doesn't stop the "Rock Out", with its "Ace of Spades" vibe. The bad ass blues of "One Short Life". Or the total kick ass "English Rose".
The first time it was amazing,
But the next time's gonna be hell,
I know your Momma thinks you're a sweet young thing,
But she don't know you too well.
Ladies and bangers, money can still buy you happiness, and that usually comes in the form of a Motörhead record. Don't miss out.
Verdict: Win [8/10] (nobody is innocent)
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