It’s one of those week-long hungover break-up songs, when you realise she’s not worth it. Yes, it’s more blues rock, but this time it’s done well. The band really shines on “7 Days Over You”. Hey, it never wasn’t cool, but the Crowes inspired mush like this. They made everyone think Southern rock was cool again. And the solo isn’t too long, so no chance for it to get boring.īlame the Black Crowes for “Until You Suffer Some (Fire & Ice)”. No, he’s not Nico McBrain or George Kollias, but he knows a good rock groove when he hears it. Rikki Rockett punctuated it with a drum solo, and you know what? He’s not bad. It’s the epitome of what glam metal was supposed to be all about. “Look what The Cat Dragged In” was silly, harmless fun when it was released, and it’s silly harmless fun here. It’s one of the highlights of the whole show. It could have been a weepy ballad, but it’s a driven rocker instead. It seems to have some deeper meaning to them than some of the other songs. It’s about the pitfalls of seeking fame and fortune in the big city, which the band knew about too well. “Fallen Angel” was a rare (for Poison’s first two albums) thoughtful song. I have no idea who these power ballads belonged to because I was more concerned with Sepultura’s changing sound, whether Bolt Thrower’s bottom end could actually wreck your speakers, and looking forward to what Entombed were going to do next.
I really wasn’t paying much attention to these bands at the time these songs came out. More wimpy bollocks which I had heard before, but this time thinking it was Extreme. Being live doesn’t improve it.Īnd “Stand”. You know that horrible taste you get in the back of your throat when you almost-but-don’t-quite vomit? Yeah, that’s “Something To Believe In”. And apparently he cut it off short, because it was meant to be Brett’s piss stop song. And then Kotzen comes back for a longer, more satisfying solo. Kotzen finally lets rip with a too short solo, and Michaels proves he’s actually a pretty fucking good singer. Bobby Dall’s bass is more than solid, and these guys nailed the backing vocals. It’s still a silly party anthem.īrett announced “Body Talk” was off “Native Tongue” so I don’t know it, but this ain’t too bad. This time it improved the song, bringing it closer to the Loggins and Messina version. “Your Mamma Don’t Dance”, the band’s infamous Loggins and Messina cover, has a 12 bar blues swagger missing from their studio version. It wasn’t the best song ever written to start with, but if you’re going to do it different, at least do it better! The next track is “Good Love”, from “Open Up.”, but I didn’t recognise it at first because it had more of a blues rock swagger than the studio original. And no, that’s not necessarily a good thing. Third song “Ride The Wind”? Oh fuck, I HAVE heard this before! I thought it was Bon Jovi. If the whole album is like this, it’s going to be hard going to get through this.
What do we have? The first couple of songs I had no fucking idea about. So not being familiar with Kotzen-era Poison, this is all pretty new to me. There was a joke circulating that Kotzen would have to wear boxing gloves to play as poorly as De Ville. By the time this was recorded in early 1993, CC had been ejected due to tension in the band caused by his drug abuse problems, and hotshot guitar hero Richie Kotzen had taken his place. Poison were always the butt of jokes for their massive hairspray abuse, feminine looks, and CC De Ville’s supposed shortcomings as a guitar player. But I must have dragged this thing out of a bargain bin at some time. And besides, no self-respecting thrasher would admit to owning a Poison album. I was in search of harder, faster music, and they certainly weren’t producing it. After all, I parted company with Bret Michaels and the boys in the early 90s. I don’t actually remember buying this particular album, let alone listening to it, and can’t understand why I would have bought it in the first place. Being bored in lockdown, I had a quick squiz through my CD collection at a few albums I hadn’t listened to much, and came across “Seven Days Live”. aah!” til the tape wore out (yes, back in the 80s), and I own “Look What The Cat Dragged In”, but then I stopped listening some time around the time I first heard “Unskinny Bop”. I was right into them at one stage though.