REVIEW: Buckcherry, Buckcherry (Dreamworks)
- Christina Apeles
Sometimes the second time around isn't so painful. Take the "Buckcherry wrath," for instance. I was ready to blow them off as mere AC/DC wannabes after the first track "Lit Up" opened with lead singer Joshua Todd wailing "Oh, yeah," undeniably colored with AC/DC reverberations. But upon a second listen, Buckcherry is not a complete waste of aural recreation. I imagine a guy with headphones on (cordless these days, I'm sure) listening to Buckcherry, donning his favorite black, band T-shirt with any legendary rock band from decades ago (because they are still wearing those) in the privacy of his room, laying on his bed with air guitar in tow (of course), blowing his eardrums out. After listening to songs like "Dead Again" and "Dirty Mind," you get the feeling that the guitarist's fingers must bleed from shredding the strings, the drummer drenched in sweat after pounding through one chorus, all while you're astounded the lead singer hasn't lost his voice yet from screaming so much and smoking three packs of cigarettes a day. Yes, Buckcherry is rock music.
