It’s as if the three members of My Drug
Hell were sealed off from the rest of the world and they
think that it's still 1967. Sounding like a real garage
band, they riff and bop their way through 11 perfect pop
songs, sure to make you want to take a hit of acid and chill
the fuck out. Tim Briffa has a hushed, understated vocal
style that perfectly marries itself to the honest retro-sound
of the simple bass, guitar and a four-piece drum kit. They
are authentic.
One of the highlights is the song “Mysteries
of Love.” It’s a psychedelic tune that’s about not much
of anything, it just sounds cool. Really nice melodies and
guitar bursts fill the spaces between the whispered vocals
and a deftly-played loose bass. Lest we forget they can
rock, we find them trying to send their demons back to hell
with “D is For Delinquent." Sounding dirty and raucous,
it’s easy to imagine all the groovy kids wondering why they
are all of a sudden angry and looking to rebel. Delinquency
never sounded so fun. The best song on this album for me
is “Any Old Fool.” It closes out the album and is a pretty
little ditty. Borrowing more from the R&B sounds of the
sixties, it clocks in at just over two minutes — just long
enough to embed itself on your mind for the day and ending
before it wears out its welcome.
My Drug Hell are much better than the
wimpy sellout bands that litter the radio airwaves today.
They will be famous and even if it’s only in their own minds,
who cares. They deserve to have an ego when they make music
that sounds this good. I’m a fan and have been for 10 years.
This is only their second album in those years and they
deliver. Better join the party now before it gets to crowded.
3.5 out of 5 stars