Album Review: The Dead Daisies – “Revolucion”
The Dead Daisies are an LA rock supergroup headed up by latter day G’n’R members Dizzy Reed and Richard Fortus, and this is their second album, the debut having come out a couple of years ago. Now, being the diligent music journalist that I (sometimes) am, I decided to give aforementioned first album a listen to get a bit of background knowledge on this lot. And it’s safe to say that I wasn’t a fan of what I heard – it sounded like the sort of dreaded jam band in thrall to tedious ’70s MOR outfits like Bad Company, Humble Pie, Steve Winwood et al that I’d normally steer well clear of (see also Black Stone Cherry, Rival Sons, The Answer etc). Expectations, it’s safe to say, were not high for this one.
However, I’m pleased to say that The Dead Daisies have very much bucked their ideas up for this sophomore effort. Key to this is a change of vocalists, with mic duties for this effort being handed to one John Corabi who you may know as the singer on the best Motley Crue album that isn’t called Too Fast For Love or Shout At The Devil. And, much like he did with Crue back in the ’90s, Corabi’s thundering vocals have helped to pull this band back from the brink of irrelevance to an unexpectedly good effort.
That’s not to diminish the efforts of the other guys though, the band as a whole really seem to have raised their game for Revolucion. True, you’d still never mistake The Dead Daisies for sonic innovators, but whereas on their first album they sounded limp and self-satisfied, the sound has been shored up nicely here with the guitars roaring where once they noodled, the drums, bass and keys powering along where they once dawdled, and a new sense of urgency which helps things along no end.
Like I say though, it’s Corabi’s addition to the band that’s the main game changer – while his predecessor sounded like a Vauxhall Conference Paul Rodgers clone, Crab in 2015 has a throaty bluesy roar reminiscent of prime time David Coverdale, which sees tunes like Mexico and Empty Heart soar like eagles where their predecessors waddled around on the floor like penguins.
With a new sense of urgency and a massively shored up sound (thanks in no small part to Corabi), this is an unexpectedly good album. Sure, it's not exactly cutting edge, but this is a good example of a band rooted in the past without sounding boring for once. Worth a look.