The questionably-named Dust Bowl Jokies’ debut showcases the self-proclaimed “trashy glam stallion” Swedes’ blatant obsession with hair metal – frontman Alexx’s vocals echo Vince Neil’s, while the songtitles include the glammed-up likes of Blood, Sweat And Perfume and Boots On Rocks Off, topped off with bucketloads of cock-of-the-walk attitude.
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It’s the way they tell ‘em.
Alongside the odes to glam, there is the odd southern twang, like in The Wicked, although it’s more Kid Rock than classic country.
But glam metal is a tricky, arguably impossible, era to revisit without a fresh take – there’s a reason only Steel Panther have hit the big time in that regard – and while Dust Bowl Jokie’s songs are fun (albeit cheesy), catchy in places and certainly accessible enough to get any part-time rock fan grooving after a few jars, they’re unlikely to make much of a dent – more Rock Of Ages than I Wanna Rock.