Ooooohhh the cheek of it...fully aware of what Guns 'n' Roses long awaited album was to be called, the formidable Kory Clarke goes and gives his new album the same title!! Clever ? Stupid ? Who cares, Warrior Soul rock, simple as that. The bands first two albums, 'Last decade...', and 'Drugs, God...' are without doubt two of metal's finest records. Once signed to the Geffen label there was no way that a band with so much anger and grim prophecy were gonna sell millions of records. Instead, they got wasted and kicked ass. Kory is a mighty fine voice, a throat of gravel that on opener 'Fuck The Pigs' could pass off for a Lemmy sound-a-like, especially with that shrapnel riff...and speaking of cutting, dirty guitars, 'The Fourth Reich' is as rough as sandpaper. Boy have the band, Clarke in particular, got aggressive. We always knew of their angst, their political sarcasm, the music rattling along like some grim documentary shoved down out throats as the world exists on famine, death, disease and war.
Now, I like the new Guns 'n' Roses record, but Axl and company have NEVER rocked like this. From the swollen groove of 'Don't Believe', to the classic metal sounding 'Bad News (Rock 'n' Roll Boyfriend)', it's as if Warrior Soul have never moved away from their late '80s doom-laden lullabies. Truly monstrous,industrial rock 'n' roll from the trash-ridden alleyways and syringe-infested pits of the inner city. Warrior Soul have morphed into a sleazy Motorhead, and are all the better for it. And I reckon they sold more records by taking the album title from G 'n' R, and good for them. Kory don't give a fuck. Snort it...
8/10
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