LORDS OF SALEM

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When an eqally rough and pally end-time bunch brushes, DEAD POP SEX ACTION as a musical style on ist skull-embroidered Rock n Roll flag, it’s time for a collective uproar! And if those passionate tattoo maniacs in their ratty rags also look as seriously determined as the LORDS OF SALEM – freaking f…ing yes, then of course you’ve got to pump it up a whole lot louder! In the middle of the tasteless, barren no-man’s-land of the diluted mainstream, the charismatic four-pieces strikes in the scene. LORDS OF SALEM let a massively invigorating overdose of the spark spraying 80s Hard Rock flare up out of the amplifiers with the sound of there songs. Electrifying songs come to life with a beguiling dark-occult touch. Lascivious, tongue-in-cheek songs that could not possibly be firmer, juicier and more compelling. As a marketing strategy, fraudulent cunning fashion rockers, pseudorebellious leatherjacket-weekend-wearers, unspeakable trend-clowns and other little softener-boys are tearing holes in their new jeans, like to call that kind of appearance and music-making „vintage“ and thus are queuing up rather pettily into an artificial genre zeitgeist. However with the four incurably decibel-addicted LORDS OF SALEM it’s just pure genuineness deepest conviction and ultinately haunting reality! The timeless LA sound of the conspired heap around exceptional singer Postel dances ominously rapt, but delicously frisky on a damm stable foundation that rivets the enormously powerful formation of guitar riffs that drive straight into the bones, hellishly hot with greedy pumping power drumming. A dash of „Danzig“, a thick dose of „KISS“, a poisonous injection of „Mötley Crüe“ and a thick splash of „Rob Zombie“ refines the efficient formula. The interesting band cross references are one thing, the other is the profound individuality of the crisp, yet also atmospheric material of LORDS OF SALEM.