Airbourne
March 5, 2010No Guts. No Glory.
After the first track finished, I played it again, and again, and again. Then anger took, discovering these guys weren’t supporting AC/DC in Australia in place of that drowning sack of kittens in designer retro. EVERY song here is oozing sweaty fun and makes you wanna start a band and scare the neighbourhood into sanity. Each new track is a potential single and exemplifies that doing is believing. Detractors can go back to poetry and focaccia; these guys will piss on your grave. Give it a listen – and try not to rush home with a copy tucked under the arm like a giggling kid. By Chris Murray
EMI
