Superstarblind – Highride (reviewed by Dave Franklin)

Rock music may change as the fickle finger of fashion dictates but rock ’n’ roll endures. A bold statement perhaps but one that I will always stand by. And what do I mean by that? Well, as music coalesced into rock, hard rock, heavy metal…call it what you will, it seemed to become inflexible at the same time. It became more about the punch than the swagger, more about technicality than emotion, more about bluster than boogie. Why march when you can strut, or perhaps saunter? Sauntering is way more fun and certainly much more sexy. And based on this opening salvo of opinion and diktat, it will come as no surprise find that I consider Highride to be a rock and roll band. And a damn good one at that.

But even within the rock and roll fraternity there are obvious sub-genres and if I had to compartmentalise even further I would say that this falls towards the sleazy end of the spectrum, more Mike Monroe than Mick Jagger, more Rocks than Stones, if you know what I mean?

As Superstarblind oozes out of the speakers and the band’s wonderfully trashy image grooves across the screen in front of me, I can’t help but like it. The perfect blend of nonchalance and not taking things too seriously, the right blend of power and pose, and rock ’n’ roll is nothing without the pose, totally infectious melodies and signature, sassy sonic moves.

Rock ’n’roll might be rocks older brother but it has always been cooler and much more fun to hang out with and by the look of what these saucy Swedes are doing with the form it seems to be ageing a whole lot better too!

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