I’ll start off by freely admitting that I’ve not really paid much attention to The Dead Daisies before very recently. The change was prompted by my realization that they’d recruited one of my favourite vocalists, one John Corabi, to sing for them. For those of you not quite as long in the tooth as my good self, John Corabi joined one of my all-time favourite bands, Mötley Crüe, when Vince Neil left/got the sack. That album was a revelation, and I will happily admit that it took the shine off Crüe for me when Vince came back.
Anyway. Who are The Dead Daisies, then? Alongside the aforementioned John Corabi, on guitars you’ll find Doug Aldrich (ex-Whitesnake and Dio) and David Lowy (Australian billionaire – yes, really!), bass is contributed by Marco Mendoza (ex-Whitesnake, Black Star Riders and Thin Lizzy) with tubs thumped by Deen Castronovo (ex-Journey, Ozzy, GZR… he even drummed for Fear Factory on one of the tracks on their Genexus album!).
So it’s not exactly straining credulity to call them a Supergroup, right?
Going by the membership, you’d be expecting some classy Hard Rock, but a bit on the generic, lazy side since they’re obviously just David Lowy’s plaything, right?
That would be your first mistake, because The Dead Daisies are definitely a living, breathing band. They certainly don’t sound like they’re anything but a serious band. Thinking about it, do you remember the best bits from Slash’s Snakepit’s second album, Ain’t Life Grand? Well imagine an album with almost every song as good as the best bits from that one.
Yeah. Now you’re getting it.
Burn It Down is their third studio album, and it’s something of a corker. Starting from the top with Resurrected, Corabi’s awesome pipes and Aldrich and Lowy’s guitars drive hard. Certainly a fair bit harder than you might expect from a bunch of 80’s LA musicians. There’s real commitment here that tips it’s hat to the era these guys all started in, but this isn’t a band reliving old glories like you might find on a record put out by a certain Italian label.
OK, there is the obligatory ballad, Set Me Free, but it’s well done, and it’s followed by another one of the album’s highlights, the strutting Dead And Gone. It’s got the kind of groove to it that Aerosmith have been looking for, for over 20 years. That swagger continues into Can’t Take It With You, which has a groove you could powerslide a double-decker bus down. Album closer, Leave Me Alone, finishes the main running of the album in fine style.
There is a bonus track, too. Rather a decent cover of The Beatles’ Revolution.
That kind of sums up The Dead Daisies, really. They’re not going to cause a revolution, since there’s nothing new here, but it’s the sort of album you’ll stick on when you want something that’ll put a grin on your face and swagger in your step. And there’s certainly nothing wrong with that. In fact, I’d say that’s a pretty damned good recommendation. If you need a bit of a lift, this album will certainly do that for you.