Royal Dogs – On Spree Of A Gang (2014)

I get a chuckle from the title of Royal Blood’s long-lost debut album. Sure people like to blame Seattle, and the evil three-headed grunge creature that chewed up and spit out hair-metal bands at will, for the death of ’80s rock, but I’ve always viewed that as a cop-out. The real culprits to the demise of ’80s heavy metal were the bands themselves and the record labels who signed everyone who had long hair and pretty-boy good looks.
It became predictable and repetitive — release a hard rocking song as the first single, follow it up with a sappy ballad, and make sure you look cute in the accompanying videos — no wonder the wheels were about to fall off, and grunge just happened to be in the right place at the right time.

01. The Outcast
02. Lesbianeasy Loverboy
03. Sex Machine
04. Saint Paradise
05. Master of the Dogs
06. To Pretend
07. Slice All Apart
08. Black Ace
09. Still High (To Burnin’ Out)
10. On Spree of a Gang

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