The best albums are those that are quiet (or loud, as
the case may be) acts of defiance. Owning these
records, listening to them at parties when everybody
else wants to hear the hits of the day, despite your
insistence that you're actually listening to the hits
of tomorrow, is part of what keeps rock and roll
alive. Bands such as The PB Army also keep rock and
roll alive with their unfashionable, dirty mudflap
sound, their irreverent lyrics and general
"Acres Of Tires" is a kind of Foghat throwback, while
elsewhere the band sounds like a dust-covered and
road-weary updated version of the mighty Sabbath and
even, once or twice, Black Oak Arkansas (dig the
gorgeously ugly riffing that is "The Motherlode" for
all of this rolled into one). And while some of those
references would be lost on some of today's "stoner"
bands, the occasional group that believes the genre
started with Soundgarden's Badmotorfinger, listening
to this release, you get the sense that The PB Army
are so much wiser than all that.
Get this now and drive your friends away with "The Eye
Is On You," or "Circle The Wagon," then keep them away with "Life On The 30th Floor," as brilliant a song as any that have come down the pike in recent years,
forget what genre. After all, they're only friends and
this is rock and roll.