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Metal Hammer - February 1995
by Jerry Ewing
Slash's Snakepit - It's Five O'clock Somewhere (review)
JESUS! What on earth has happened to
Eric Dover's vocals? When this guy fronted the excellent Jellyfish, his
voice had an angelic clarity that carried much of their bubblegum rock
into the realms of the gods. But here he's screeching away a la Axl, and
any initial hopes of something special are simply lost.
Yes, this may be the
solo album from Slash, the guitarist with one of the world's greatest
rock acts, but that in itself is no guarantee that it's gonna be any good!
There's no denying that
the man is a great guitar player, but the sleazy, downtrodden blues hard
rock that permeates 'It's Five O'clock Somewhere' neither breaks new ground
nor is particularly earth-shattering in its delivery.
This is an adequate hard
rock album. None of the songs, from the GN'R groove of 'Neither Can I',
to the vaguely Black Crowes trip of 'Beggars & Hangers-On' or the
Aerosmith-style riffing on 'Doin' Fine' come close to matching the brilliance
of 'Appetite For Destruction' (something even Slash's parent band have
yet to do). And whilst 'I Hate Everybody (But You)' may sound like a great
song, the finished version is sadly lacking.
Plus points go to the
rollicking 'Dime Store Rock', and maybe for the powerful riffing of 'What
Do You Want To Be' as Slash tears a few strips off his trusty Gibson,
but overall the material isn't strong enough and the performances (Slash
aside) just aren't up to scratch.
Whether this is a taster
for the future or a one-off while GN'R continue their seemingly never-ending
breather we shall have to wait and see. But the fact of the matter remains
that Gilby Clarke, the man unceremoniously booted out of the band last
year, is the only one who's delivered the goods outside or the Gunners
themselves.
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