Coming outta Colorado is Tongue Action, fronted by Pablo Ono, who served his apprenticeship cutting his teeth with Electric Frankenstein, Killer Hearts (Who happen to play on this here record) and the Guillotines. So flying into the opener ‘Kill City Riot’ is a full-throttled glam rockin slice of glunk rock. With its weird opening its riff-after- riff after motherfuckin riff with added Lords swirling keys that are layering the sound and not overpowering it. If the Dead Boys partied with early LA Guns, we’d be in the correct ballpark.
‘Hi-5′ is next out of the trap with a filthy, dirty, sleazy riff that’s taking no prisoners, with some well-timed woohoos in the B-vox department. This is raising my heart rate, and I like it. It’s got the Dolls’ attitude mixed in with some cool melodies, and the fact that it’s four tracks per side is a nod to the old school that I admire. ‘WTFDIK’ is a bit of a Ramones melody if they wore some David Johansen ladies’ clothes instead of the bomber jackets and denim jeans and Converse, but what the fuck do I know, right? right! And the Bass rumble is killer, giving it plenty of bark and grunt.
Side one closes with a hefty dose of Bowie Glam in the shape of the Sladeesque ‘Raunch City Romp’, and it does exactly what it says on the tin. It’s like the 70s never ended, and the Bolan-inspired lyrics give it that retro edge, but with a wholesome modern production. That saxophone howling on the chorus is dynamite and totally lifts this track.
Flip this bad boy over and ‘Emily Baby’ races off like it’s been bitten by a Hanoi Rocks deep cut, and it’s infecting the songwriting. ‘Shake Rattle And Die’ is uptempo sleazy rock n roll it’s not a complicated strategy; it’s just a band locked in and kicking up some dust, just playing what’s in their hearts.
The penultimate offering is ‘Oh Beast’, which begins with the howls of a…Beast before the band kicks in with a sleazy chug on the guitar before being joined by the rest of the band for some big riffs. Put the Jager on ice and let’s get this part started. The final offering might just be the pick of the record, and the saying they saved the best till last might ring true. ‘Wild Nights/Wild Rose’ is a kissing cousin to ‘Department OF Youth’ from classic-era Cooper, with more of that stomping Glam rock and a mighty fine song to close a record, fireworks, honkin horns, cool solos for the sake of it and plenty of floor tom thumping for good measure.
Get your tongue action working and head over to Heavy Medication for a retro-inspired album that will rock yer socks off. I fully endorse this record; now go buy it!
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Author: Dom Daley







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