Flirtin' with Disaster
Southern rock has always tread on the boundary with country, which gives most of it the swing that defines it. We hear a healthy dose of blues and (usually) anthems of boozing, womanizing and basically kicking somebody's ass.
What sets the original Molly Hatchet apart from the rest is their heavy sound. Three guitars up front, triple leads, wicked slide and a boozy vocalist combine for the hardest of all Southern rock albums, "Flirting With Disaster."
Led by guitarist Dave Hlubek, this rowdy bunch swings and has a great time throughout. It's like having a good time at a bar but hoping you don't piss these guys off because they won't hesitate to mop up the floor with you, especially Duane Roland, he of the muttonchops and shades. This is a band that would intimidate the Hells Angels.
Still, it's a friendly outing. "One Man's Pleasure" bumps headlong into country territory and then obliterates it with scorching lead breaks and the wickedest slide you'll hear this side of Oz. "Jukin' City" is a nod to the Allman Brothers, and the title track reigns supreme as the best Southern rock song of all time (second place goes to "Train, Train" from Blackfoot.)
It moves quick and stays heavy enough to satisfy metalheads as well as good ol' boys. Plus, there are four additional tracks, three live, including a great reading of "Crossroad Blues."
Molly Hatchet exists today with no original band members, relegating them basically as a cover band. If you want the classic triple threat lineup of Hlubeck, Roland and Steve Holland, not to mention the unmistakable voice of Danny Joe Brown, get the debut "Molly Hatchet" and this one. And set your cruise control if you listen in the truck unless you want a speeding ticket.
What sets the original Molly Hatchet apart from the rest is their heavy sound. Three guitars up front, triple leads, wicked slide and a boozy vocalist combine for the hardest of all Southern rock albums, "Flirting With Disaster."
Led by guitarist Dave Hlubek, this rowdy bunch swings and has a great time throughout. It's like having a good time at a bar but hoping you don't piss these guys off because they won't hesitate to mop up the floor with you, especially Duane Roland, he of the muttonchops and shades. This is a band that would intimidate the Hells Angels.
Still, it's a friendly outing. "One Man's Pleasure" bumps headlong into country territory and then obliterates it with scorching lead breaks and the wickedest slide you'll hear this side of Oz. "Jukin' City" is a nod to the Allman Brothers, and the title track reigns supreme as the best Southern rock song of all time (second place goes to "Train, Train" from Blackfoot.)
It moves quick and stays heavy enough to satisfy metalheads as well as good ol' boys. Plus, there are four additional tracks, three live, including a great reading of "Crossroad Blues."
Molly Hatchet exists today with no original band members, relegating them basically as a cover band. If you want the classic triple threat lineup of Hlubeck, Roland and Steve Holland, not to mention the unmistakable voice of Danny Joe Brown, get the debut "Molly Hatchet" and this one. And set your cruise control if you listen in the truck unless you want a speeding ticket.
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