Praise the fuckin Lord and any other higher powers for making this happen, and I’m sure I speak for many when I say the end of year album of the year might just be over already because Gluecifer are in da Mother funkin’ House! ‘Same Drug New High’ with its tasteful wholesome artwork is amongst us and whilst the world turns to shit and we’re all hellbound in a handcart the soundtrack to the journey into oblivion is fuckin pure fire!

As ‘The Idiot’ doesn’t so much bleed into your ether but rather kicks your eardrum all over the floor with its Subteranian Homesick rock out attack, Gluecifer confirm they have lost none of their fire, coolness or earworm goodness, and in three minutes they kick your backside so hard you would find sitting down impossible.

Hold on to your sanity because the title track is rapid through the door with a great hook. Gluecifer are the undisputed “Kings Of Rock”, and the world was a darker place back in 2005. After a farewell tourr it was a relatively short time to be fair, but in November 2017, the band announced their reunion for 2018. After 7 years, it was time to record the new album, stop the hype train and put their reputation on the line. It’s the first one since 2004, and boy, what a return it is.

keeping it to eleven tracks, they’ve not so much eased themselves back into the scen they’ve blown the doors off and with a sound and attitude that seems totally appropriate and oozing super cool attitude. I enjoyed Poons post Gluecifer projects, but I’ve missed the dynamic attack of Malibu spitting out the words backed by some tremendous riffage. It’s great to feel excited over some music, even at my advancing years its great to be alive and smashing out some high tempo rock n fuckin roll.

They’ve not reinvented the wheel or unlocked a new genre or gone drastic techno, but they’ve taken what they know and do and turned it up to 11 whilst using their experiences as the kings of Rock to puff their chests out and rock out even when the record takes a sharp breath its better than most other bands’ best song like the galloping riff of ‘The Score’ but they follow it up with ‘Pharmacity’ and its bright intro before burrowing into your brain with a great earworm.

What they do best is loud rock n roll like ‘1996’, simple but precise riffage and cool lyrics who else sings about their socks? One of the album’s deeper cuts is ‘Made In The Morning’ with its Malcolm Young tone; they sure do channel their inner classic DC and accelerate the song with a great chorus.

After playing nothing else since I had the album (not a great place to be for someone who has a stack of records to review) its hard not to compare loud rock n roll to this at the moment, so I’m just going to roll with it and keep this same drug giving me these new highs. ‘Another Night Another City’ is a time-honoured road story touching on elements of Cock Sparrer’s brand of Bootboy rock n roll with a fine hook and melody before they sign the comeback record off with ‘On The Wire’. If you were expecting a ballad to close off a rockin’ record, you might be disappointed if you want another full tilt boogie Gluecifer style, then get up for one last slam dance, but is that a keyboard /I hear noodling behind that filthy Bass line? Not a million miles from Colin Towns vibes as The Boys twist my mellon before singing off a magnificent return to form Now please come to the UK and no more hiatuses lifes too short, and the world needs Gluecifer right here, right now! Buy this record.

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Author: Dom Daley