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SLASH

Made In Stoke 24/7/11

(Armoury)

Reviewed by : Martin Popoff
Rating : 7.0

God love SLASH – he’s just an old classic rocker and he’s never changed his spots. Sure, he got lucky with the over-rated GUNS N' ROSES, but he continues to rock ‘cos he wants to. Now, Slash is a revered guitarist, and if I had to struggle to surmise why, it wouldn’t be because there’s anything special about the riffs he writes or the solos he composes, tosses off spontaneously… however he does them – it’s all traditional AEROSMITH-derived meatloaf rock without much brains beyond sculpting the blues into something interesting. No, if there’s magic, it’s in his tone, his intonation and definition and his sixth sense execution of the ordinary, or to be kind, the traditional, that whole, ‘he plays guitar like it’s an extension of his body’ thing. And I love how his band is a blended average of similar Strip-trampling rock dogs – sorta any one of them coulda been a Gunner, particularly Todd Kerns and Brent Fitz, good ol’ glamsters with earnest enthusiasm. But almost more important than the banjo player is vocalist Myles Kennedy (MAYFIELD FOUR, ALTER BRIDGE, plus tied up in those ZEP rumours), who twangs like Axl and Glenn Hughes and bluesy inflects like Paul Rodgers (or Richie Kotzen!). And so the team attack serviceable Slash solo songs, GN’R songs, VR, over two CDs of average, intentionally raw recording, plus a short DVD, all packed in a very nice, fat digi, with poster (OK, but who ever unfolds these CD posters?). The DVD helps the experience actually, raising the thing above an L.A. GUNS or FASTER PUSSYCAT live joint, ‘cos the band look great, pose great, and are captured in sharp focus and bright colours in a plush theater setting, clean stage, nice clothes, very tasteful dirty hair metal, if there’s such a disposition. Plus this is where you really get to feel the brush and scrape of each note Slash hits, and that really electrocuted, captivating tone that is his alone. The affectation of Myles’ uber-twang can get a nose-wrinkling, but he’s a great frontman, taking the foot off the pedal of messianic just as you go, ‘Wait a minute…?!’ Interview is cool too, with Slash distinguishing smartly between this bunch of doods and SLASH'S SNAKEPIT, as if it really matters (I guess it does).



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