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Tickets There Likes: Def Leppard – High ‘N’ Dry

Posted in Album Review, Music, Tickets There Likes: with tags , , , , , on July 30, 2009 by Tickets There

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Hopefully you’ve gone out and bought Pyromania, if not…..like I said, you’re a sap. Or, maybe it’s because you haven’t read the review so go do it now https://ticketsthere.wordpress.com/2009/07/27/tickets-there-likes-def-leppard-pyromania 

Good, now you’re back. So The Mighty Leppard exploded in the states with that album, made them the biggest band in the world…etc. Now it’s time to find out what they were like before all the mega stardom. Well, to start with they always had the harmonies and relied upon catchy vocal hooks to sell their songs to the general public, but before Pyromania, they used a lot more guitars to back everything up. High N Dry was the bands second album and an unbelievable leap forward from their first. While On Through The Night has some fearsome tracks on it, it’s nothing compared to HND.

Any listener will be convinced of this when they hear the opening notes of Let It Go, the albums first track. The song has a killer duel guitar riff and tonnes of sporadic/bluesy solo’s that would put any musician in their h’penny place. Not because they’re extremely difficult, but because they are so perfectly placed its mind bending. Enough shite, it’s just a savage track. This is followed by the shredding, although slower at first, Another Hit and Run which is as foot stomping, head banging friendly and face melting as anything else out there…..except Heavy Metal :p. Unfortunately I refuse to discuss the albums title track because I used it as my alarm for over a year and now I cant stand to listen to it, but I should mention it was on the infamous PRMC’s Filthy Fifteen list in 1985. This was a list made up by that Tipper Gore bitch and her cronies of the fifteen songs they found most offensive in the world. HND gets a mention due to ‘excessive drinking references in the lyrics.

Things turn around completely with Leppard’s first proper ballad, Bringin’ on the Heartbreak. The video may be as cheesy as KISS in the eighties but it’s fun people, relax. Not everything can be the White album. Steve Clarks legendary Switch 625 follows and shows Leppard’s raw, danger afloat guitars with some fierce drumming to boot. That riff is just incredible and well worth seeing live if you can. You Got Me Runnin’ is more of a filler song, but on this album that means it kicks ass. It’s just pure, down to earth rock n rollll!!! Love it! Classic stomping song with a good dose of Joe’s swagger. Same thing again for Lady Strange. These are songs you grow to love after the hits. On through the Night is faster, more full on balls while second last song Mirror, Mirror has one of the bands definitive chorus’s. No, No, No, finishes things off and without the excessive repeats of the word No at the end it’s just great 😀

Well that’s it in a very hastily written nut shell. Now, what album to do next? This Tickets There Likes series wont last forever so I’ll be choosy but you can damn well bet Guns N Roses – Use Your Illusion I, Weezer – The Blue Album, Metallica – …and Justice For All and the big one of them all, Def Leppard’s Hysteria will all feature over the coming weeks.

Tickets There Likes: The Sex Pistols – Never Mind the Bollocks, Here’s the Sex Pistols

Posted in Album Review, Music, Tickets There Likes: with tags , , , on July 28, 2009 by Tickets There

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Tickets There has had a deep rooted fascination with God’s filthiest hooligans. Ever since I first saw the wax work of Johnny Rotten in London’s Rock Circus in the early nineties, I’ve been fascinated. His appearance was so shocking and so different to anything I was used to and the fact that his name was Johnny Rotten only added to my enthusiasm to find out more. Fortunately I didn’t have to wait long as the Rock Circus had another exhibition that featured infamous video’s (I think) and this included Sid Vicious’ video for My Way that shows him shooting several audience members. To yours truly, this was a real event and I was captivated. First you have this sneering, red haired maniac called Johnny Rotten and next you have a murdering psycho Sid Vicious. I was officially hooked…..and then it was back to Ireland where there was no such thing as the Sex Pistols.

I don’t remember when I got the album. I do recall it was several years later but I can’t actually remember the first time I heard it. In fact, I find it very hard to remember a time in my life without it. Never Mind the Bollocks is the ultimate outburst of anger and sarcasm for young people. The music is basic pop with none of the frills the likes of Pink Floyd indulge in, with lyrics so scornful British monarchs and politicians must have thanked god they weren’t handed picked for any tracks…except the Queen of course.

There basically isn’t one song on this album that couldn’t be considered a classic. The opening track Holidays In The Sun is an upbeat pop number with an attacking message on holiday goers taking advantage of other countries problems and misfortunes. In contrast, the angry, hate fueled Bodies rips in straight afterwards with vulgar lyrics and a commonly interoperated message of Pro-Life, which Lydon now denies. Knowing Johnny Rotten, this song is hardly likely to be a simple story. No Feelings is another full on attack of guitars n drums about …well, what’s the point in me describing these things? I think everybody knows exactly what this album is all about. Anyone reading this is more than fully aware what the Sex Pistols stood for and what they accomplished. If you don’t, there are some great things in store for you..Unless you’re one of those soulless weirdo’s I’ve mentioned before.

I think kids would do well to have this album drilled into them. The fight seems to have left their hearts all together and they’ve become to bogged down in the rap/hip-hop/Paris Hilton nonsense. It just seems to be destroying their creativity, their originality and their minds. I’m sure many would disagree with this next statement, but Tickets There firmly believes that Never Mind the Bollocks was a peak that has barley been reached since of youthful aggression, intelligence and makes more of a statement that any other punk album ever released…even more so than the Clash!

What amd I talking about? I don’t know, kind of rushed this one so ShutD-Up!

Tickets There Likes: Def Leppard – Pyromania

Posted in Album Review, Music, Tickets There Likes: with tags , , , , , , , , on July 27, 2009 by Tickets There

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If there is one band on God’s green earth that has meant more to Tickets there, and the man behind Tickets There (no, not the guys in Eyebrowy, me ya knob!), it has to be Def Leppard. Despite Guns N Roses, Marilyn Manson, Elvis Presley, Turn, Metallica and many, many, many others over the years coming close, Leppard are and always have been the clear frontrunners of my personal favorite artists. They are the band that thought me the key core values of good music, Talent, Entertainment and Performance. Leppard may have become the arse end of most music related jokes in the nineties but they are finally clawing their way back to their former heights and slowly rebuilding their credibility around the world. For those of us who stood by them after their career nosedived after Adrenalize, this is like the second coming because if there is one band in the world who deserves to have an album in everyone’s collection, it’s Leppard, and if you’re going to start anywhere, it might as well be Pyromania.

In 1983, Leppard could barley fill a town hall in England as headliner, but in the US, people were flocking to their support shows to catch a glimpse of England’s hottest new act. After successful introductions with their debut On through The Night and it’s follow up, High N Dry, the band finally had a ready and willing fan base to unleash their full potential onto. Pyromania became one of the biggest selling albums of the eighties and the only thing that stopped it reaching number one was the biggest selling album of all time, Thriller. The combination of Leppard and renowned AC/DC producer Mutt Lange producing the album together paid off in bucket loads as the band became mega stars in the States almost overnight. The mix of catchy, riff driven anthems and Joe’s raw yet piercing voice painted a new coat on the aging rock machine and gave the whole genre a new lease of life.

Opening with the first of many anthems Pyromania has to offer, Rock Rock Till You Drop, the album is immediately given an upbeat, captivating feel as the band deliver what are essentially pop songs with much, much more of an edge……. and a lot more guitars. The massively successful Photograph follows and up’s the bands’ sound several notches which seems to be the trend of Pyromania, make each song bigger, better and more enthralling than the last one. Stagefright gives the band one of its most iconic opening live songs before the haunting Too Late For Love offers a new kind of Love songs with more attitude than Bon Jovi could ever offer.

Die Hard The Hunter brings the rock swagger back to the album before the mighty Foolin’ stampedes across everything and gives the album one of its greatest building, atmospheric compositions. Where the hell can you go from there? Well, they have an answer. It’s called Rock of Ages. One of the Rock N Metal’s greatest assets and one that even non-Leppard fans will admit to loving. Does it draw the line between cheese and music? No it certainly does not because most people these days think anything Tom Yorke, Frank Black or Chris Martin didn’t write isn’t music. Unfortunately for you lot, while you are watching the blandest, most self-indulgent, over hyped musical farces on the planet crying and preaching at you, us folk who appreciate the fun, the attitude and the full on rock n roll spirit of ‘real bands’ will be having a blast and won’t be reminded about starving kids in Africa or today’s popular disease.

Back from my rant, Comin’ Under Fire and Action Not Words bring the album near it’s close with another few bursts of catchy riffs that constantly change and include small guitar spirals and heavy bass that constantly compete with each other for melodies, harmonies and cutting edge vocals and solos. The fearsome Billy’s Got a Gun gives the album one of its most unappreciated moments and unfortunately, ends the Pyromania.

More than any album I can think off, Tickets There Suggests you go and buy this one immediately and if you don’t like it well, you’re really thick and it’s more than likely you don’t have a soul. If you do, come back and see my review of High N Dry (Which I’ll do when I’m damn well ready). Don’t jump straight into Hysteria, it’s too soon 😉

Tickets There Likes: Judas Priest – British Steel

Posted in Album Review, Music, Tickets There Likes: with tags , , , , , , on July 27, 2009 by Tickets There

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If there’s one album that’s had my attention more than any other in the last six months, it’s the mighty British Steel. I think I bought it about six years ago, put it on a shelf and never bothered to actually listen to it. Other things just kept getting in the way. It wasn’t until I saw them live in February that I realized just how good they are. So, after the gig I went straight home, found the album and stuck it on. Five months later and I’m still listening to it almost every day (well….that’s a big almost). The ferocious power and energy in their lyrics, vocals and playing is mind crushing and becomes more and more piercing with time.

The fearsome Rapid Fire opens proceedings with lyrics cast from the bowls of metal and slow, yet thundering guitars to whip it along. Rob’s powerful voice bleeds through the headphones as the guitars and drums push a slow, steady riff along like crippling waves in the back ground. Solo bursts or frequent and you kind of feel like a geek because you aren’t out eating iron rods and anvils for a living. The grandness and slowly building Metal Gods is next and this notches the album into second gear. The band once again display a steady, repetitive riffs that introduces slight changes as the song gathers momentum before crashing down and grabbing you by the neck for the slow, grueling chorus. Metal Gods is a true metal classic and the opening riff of Breaking the Law almost pales in comparison. Not that any sign of weakness lasts long here. The incredible force of Grinder brings, in my opinion, British Steel to its peak of perfection. It’s intensely driven raw power is so dominating and raw, it’s hard not to jump on your desk and not thrash your head rapidly during its verse. It’s a song begging to be played on every Harley Davidson spiraling towards hell and one that would scare the devil himself out of reprimanding you for doing so.

United changes the direction of the album entirely. Rob’s vocals become more relaxed and the riffs drop much of their punishing characteristics. United is quite simply an upbeat sing along that adds a new sound to the album. You Don’t Have to be Old to be Wise and Living After Midnight are more like rock classics rather than the metal anthems at the start of the album. They’re fast, loud and just F**king brilliant. Second last song, The Rage opens with a slow bass and drum intro before the guitars slide in with Rob’s voice back in full teeth cutting metal glory. The final Steeler finishes the album in much the same style it started in. Fast riffs that plunge into bellowing storm bringers. Shredding solo’s and bursts of booming drums and delayed guitars plough together before reforming to add a sense of darkness and danger behind Rob’s mighty instrument (no pun intended).

On the re-release, the album comes with a bonus track of Grinder Live and it is quite simply one of the best live metal recordings ever. If you haven’t got this album yet, go and buy it now and get some metal up yer ass!!

Marilyn Manson – The High End of Low (Album Review)

Posted in Album Review, Music with tags , , , , on June 4, 2009 by Tickets There

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‘Forbidden in Heaven, useless in Hell’

Anyone who knows me has a pretty good idea that I hold Def Leppard up high as the greatest rock band of all time (well, my personal favorite) but few know that I attribute Marilyn Manson as being directly responsible for my association with the music world today. How, you ask, do tell eh?? Or shut the fuck up and talk about the album maybe? Well I’m reminiscing so skip a couple of paragraphs if you don’t like it.

In 1992, I was introduced to Leppard, something I’ll write about in much more detail some other day. From there I discovered Guns N Roses, Meatloaf and Iron maiden. I was eight at the time and before these bands I had only ever heard Kyle Minogue, R.E.M., Michael Jackson, Madonna, Dire Straits and a hand full of others. In 1993, I discovered Nirvana and Green Day which left little room for Leppard and Guns. As I got older, Nirvana just seemed to make more sense and off course, for a kid trying to act like a surfer by the beech with a bunch of sixteen year olds, you had to like the coolest band or you were just a kid. After Kurt’s death, the MTV unplugged album and Green Day’s Dookie, my attention was diverted with new schools and soccer. Before long I was twelve listening to nothing but the radio on the school bus, passing no heed to the music world around me and things stayed like that until 1998 when I first heard Antichrist Superstar.

The album wasn’t really knows in Co. Leitrim and I only heard it after a new guy started in school and shock things up with his long hair and Slayers logo printed across his folder. Before him there was no interest in heavy Metal in my year, or any other can I can remember. The summer before he arrived, I’d been in London and one of my cousins had mentioned Marilyn Manson and how disgusted she was by him. Now, I had never heard of the man in my life but obviously I wanted to know more. Leitrim is quite a closed off place, even for someone who watched TV as much as me and since the internet wasn’t as prevalent as it is now, there was no-one I could ask for info about this illustrious monster. That was until (let’s call him – Metal Head 1) arrived. One of the first conversations I had with Metal head 1 was about MM. ‘Who was he? Why was he so hated? Oh, he’s a musician, what sort does he play? Metal eh, I used to like Def Leppard ya know, so I know I thing or two about metal’. Glad of someone to adopt as a protégé (or annoyed by the pesky prick asking him questions), he brought me in a very rough recording of Antichrist he made from Vinyl to Tape. The sound was distorted and muffled but absolutely incredible. Manson’s music was dark, frightening and, at the time, anything but cheesy or done before. He painted a horrifying world filled with the worst evils and bleakness man can force on its self. From the opening beats of Irresponsible Hate Anthem, to the fade out of Man That You Fear, Antichrist is one of the angriest, dirtiest, assaulting albums of all time. Sure there’s heavier out there and more graphic lyrics, but very few to compare to the tearing hatred behind Manson’s wastelands. Forget the singles and video’s, this was an album to be listened to in full, not a handful of hits that would ever fit right on a 4.99 greatest hits completion in Tesco. Needless to say I was hooked and couldn’t listen to anything else for months. Not even when Mechanical Animals was released could I stop, but eventually I moved on and spent another two or three months devoted to Animals. Needless to say, I became a fan.

Fast forward eleven years and as Billy Connolly put it, “in an uncertain world, it’s good to know that some things never change”. Manson has managed to produce another mind-bendingly great album. Although his last album, Eat Me Drink Me, managed to earn him a shocking amount of negativity, it also managed to disappoint all the emo’s looking for another album like The Golden Age of Grotesque (without a doubt, Manson’s worst to date) and lifted the public pressure a little. Instead, it saw him writing a full albums worth of unique love songs and moving his focus from the usual religious and social targets to a more personal topic. It wasn’t a typical MM release which put him right back on track as, no Manson album should be a typical MM album, it defeats the purpose. With the Billboard Number 1 phase over, he’s put the head down and managed to produce some crackin tunes with a few surprises thrown in for good measure.

The High End of Low catches Manson in rather a weird place. Instead of trying to reinvent himself as he’s done with almost every album beforehand, he’s decided to take the music back to a mid way point between Portrait of an American Family and Antichrist Superstar. It isn’t as wacky or theatrical as Portrait and isn’t as horrifying as Antichrist, just a nice even mix. Although similar in styles, the music’s over all feel is that of upbeat anthems trying to escape the clutches of hell. Twiggy;s bass is a welcome return to the band and he’s rejuvenated the overall feel of the songs. Instead of tired old Beautiful People rip off’s, The High End of Low sounds like a band working to regain their creditability…with a few misses along the way.

Right, lets get the shit stuff out of the way first. Songs like Arma-Goddam-Motherfuckin-Geddon, We’re From America and I want to kill you like they do in the Movies are not the best. AGMG grows on you but still manages to sound like a poor attempt at recreating those Beautiful People, Fight Song moments. While We’re From America and I.W.T.K.Y.L.T.D.I.T.M. have the shock value of a librarian working on a Sunday.

In sharp comparison, tracks like Devour, Leave A Scar, Four Rusted Horses, Running To The Edge of The World, Unlikable Monster, I Have To Look Up Just To See Hell and Into the Fire are some of the best songs the band have ever written. The number of different styles on this record is not typical of a Manson album as the band jumps from hard riff driven animals like Pretty As A Swastika, Arma-Goddam-Motherfuckin-Geddon to more stripped back rock and roll sing alongs like Leave A Scar and Black and White before tearing through some brooding, slow, bellowers such as Running To The Edge Of The World, Wight Spider and Unlikable Monster before confusing everything with the likes of Wow.

On first listen, this album sounds a little weak and takes several listens to adjust but it’s worth it afterwards. When released, Leave A Scar will become a major airplay song and Manson will once again surprise his audience. While the likes of Despite first sounding like laid back versions of previous songs, The High End of Low really manages to carve out it’s own identity, one that doesn’t go out of it’s way for shock value or a character behind it like previous release and for the first time since the early nineties, Marilyn Manson sounds like a band again, not a decaying antichrist leading his devotees through hell.

Well worth your attention for the next few weeks and a welcome addition to the MM discography.

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GUNS N’ ROSES – CHINESE DEMOCRACY REVIEW

Posted in Album Review, Music with tags , , , , , on January 18, 2009 by Tickets There

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20 years ago, Guns N’ Roses were one of the most exciting bands in the world. Although they originated in the midst of the hair/glam rock scene in L.A., the band seemed to possess a quality that bands like Poison, Motley Crue and RATT..etc just didn’t have. Within three years, Guns had become the biggest band in the world. The massive selling Use Your Illusion albums saw the band grow from clubs and support shows to full blown arena jaunts. For almost three years, they toured the globe, bringing their massive stage show to every corner of the earth. Band members Axl Rose, Slash and Duff became icons, figure heads if every thing rock in roll about the nineties.

Within months, Nirvana, Pearl Jam and the grunge scene had erupted and destroyed the status of Rock stars like Axl and Guns. It suddenly became un-cool to live the infamous hell raising lifestyle set down by the likes of Jimi Hendrix, Zeppelin, the Stones and all the classic ‘TV out a hotel window’ groups. For the remainder of the decade, hard rock bands from the 80’s struggled to keep up with the times. Some of the groups like Metallica, Bon Jovi and AC/DC managed to retain their respect to a certain extent, while others like Def Leppard, Whitesnake and … became the butts of jokes to a new generation, who could no longer connect with the ideals these bands represented. Guns N’ Roses however, managed to fall of the face of the earth, as personal conflicts and legal issues tore the band to pieces. In the mid nineties, five years after the illusions, Slash and Duff Mckagan left the group causing fans to scream out in protest against Axl Rose’s increasing control of the band. For the remainder of the decade, there was little or no communication from the group, even when rumors of an album, entitled Chinese Democracy, that was already four years in the making, started surfacing. It wasn’t until 1999 that Axl finally broke his silence and Guns N’ Roses released their first original song in almost a decade. The track, Oh My God, appeared on the sound track to End of Days. It appeared the album was finally ready.

Despite the commotion in the late 90’s with Oh My God’s release and a handful of comeback shows in early 2001, the band failed to make the comeback fans had been dreaming off and instead, retreated back too the studio to continue working on Axl’s masterpiece. The new millennium saw occasional attempts by the band to comeback, all of which ended disastrously with cancelled tour dates, riots, broken promises and repeated disappointments. Although the band was relatively quiet for most of the decade, they were still a major focus point for the media and fans alike. Rumors about the original band, Axl and Chinese Democracy itself, circulated non-stop with everyone looking to contribute their two cents to the great Guns N’ Roses mystery that the majority of people had started to lampoon and dismiss as an album lost forever in Axl’s madness.

Fast forward to 2008 and Chinese Democracy has finally seen the light of day. After a reported fourteen years in the making, an estimated cost of $15,000,000 (in 2006), a never ending cast of musicians, studio’s and engineer’s used, Axl Rose has done the impossible and released the most highly anticipated album of all time.

The album itself has entered the world in much the same fashion that’s always surrounded it. It’s reported that as soon as Axl handed the album into label bosses at Geffen records, he fell of the radar completely, refusing to answer calls about promoting the album, arranging a tour or any other PR tasks normally undertaken by other bands for the release of the album. As a result, the album failed to achieve the coveted US Billboard 100, Number one spot that so many had seen for it. Although there are talks of promotion in the coming weeks, Chinese Democracy stands to Axl’s credit that Guns N’ Roses stand by everything they did when they formed, despite the lack of any other founding members.

Personally, I find describing the music on Chinese Democracy a challenge. There is enough material, both lyrically and instrumental, to fill an encyclopaedia. Fans that have been waiting since the Use Your Illusions’ for this record will no doubt approach the album looking for answers to fourteen years worth of constant speculation and questions or simply reassurance that, without the original line-up, Guns N’ Roses can still make the music they love. Unfortunately for those unwilling to change with the times, they could be faced with disappointment as many of those familiar traits have vanished, only to be replaced by a more mature, layered sound. Instead of Slash’s trademark blues lead guitar and Duff’s crunching bass, Chinese Democracy offers orchestral arrangements, walled in by polished guitars, all held together by a monumental production job that leaves no stone unturned. It’s very obvious that every second of the album has been planned out to the point of exhaustion and any questions about where all the time has gone, have been answered.

The grandeur and scope of the album are a credit to Axl’s perseverance and determination. Instead of releasing an album of Appetite carbon copies, Axl has completely rejuvenated the Guns style, building new levels of sound onto the original ideals. Epic ballads, such as Street of Dreams, Prostitute, Madagascar, This I Love, Sorry and There Was a Time show the Gun’s at their finest. While heavier tracks like Scraped, Riad and the Bedouins, Shackler’s Revenge, Better and Chinese Democracy are delivered in thundering bursts throughout the record, showing Axl can still deliver inexcusably heavy rock anthems without the aid of his former band mates.

Lyrically, Chinese Democracy is every bit a Guns N’ Roses record. Axl’s trademark defiance and passion is present in every verse, chorus and blood curdling scream. Fans are given an insight into one of the most talked about minds in music history, as your taken on a journey through themes that deal with love, control, anger, resentment and full frontal rock n roll. In contrast to previous work on Appetite, the Illusions and Lies, vocals play a more prominent roll as lead guitar intros are replaced by blunt starts and harmonies. It’s obvious from several of the lyrics on the album that Axl hasn’t been oblivious to the desperation of fans for this record’s release or the media’s increasing speculation about his personal habits. ‘I bet you think I’m doing this all for my health’, (I.R.S.), ‘You don’t know why I won’t give in, To hell with the pressure I’m not caving in’ (Sorry) and ‘I won’t be told anymore, That I’ve been brought back in this storm, And left so far out from the shore, That I can’t find my way back, my way anymore’ (Madagascar) being just a few.

There’s even more surprises in store as If The World, Catcher in the Rye and I.R.S. make a distinct jump from any of the bands previous work. Spanish guitars, RN’B/drum and bass and aggressive pop rock are all incorporated to make these songs a sound of their own. Despite several of the tracks being leaked over the last few years, all of them sound rejuvenated and fresh when heard in their true environment.

It was Axl’s dream for this album to be his masterpiece and despite the initial sales figures, fans continued cries for the original members return and media criticism, he has delivered. Although the albums release may end hopes for other rock stars receiving the same blind faith from their record companies, Axl has given the world a truly epic album that will stand forever as iconic symbol of persistence, hard work, vision and Rock ‘N’ Roll.