When choosing the band’s name, The Big Dirty wanted a moniker which “left no confusion to what they’re all about…Big, loud and larger than life. Dirty….” Well job done and reinforced by the title of their debut album, The Sex. Both live up to the intimation the words offer; the band a sleazy, glam clad orgy of rock misbehaviour and fertility and their full-length a salacious slab of bawdy rock ‘n’ roll, one that is lewd, improper and raucously irresistible.
Northamptonshire hailing, The Big Dirty busted out their riff charged, groove strapped carousing in 2017 and quickly got ears and audiences hooked on their sex rock. It has bred rich anticipation for the quartet’s first album and we can lustfully tell you it outstrips expectations and hopes to be another of the year’s most hungrily rousing moments.
The band is suggested for those with an appetite for the likes of Mötley Crüe, Warrant and Steel Panther. The latter we would certainly use as a hint to their sound but for these ears a fusion of Ugly Kid Joe, early Mike Patton fronted Faith No More and Extreme comes even closer to clue you in on what is something with its own firm identity and individuality fuelled by a prolific imagination courted by wicked unpredictability.
Not all carnal acts need a warm up but The Sex gives a moment of Foreplay to get the listener hot and excited, a phone delivered invitation which raises the juices ready for the inhibitions free shenanigans of Hold My Beer. With relish the track bursts from the speakers, riffs as deviously contagious as the grooves entangling their inducement; bait just as potent in the bold swing of rhythms. Its unscrupulous antics only escalate as vocalist Jonny Rocket drives the viral trespass, his every breath and word an enticement to partake a hard to refuse offer which is especially inescapable once the song’s chorus erupts with exploitative glee.
It is a mighty and contagious full start to the release and soon as potently backed up by Dirty Rider. A southern bred drawl coats the opening strand of guitar, C Diddy again laying down a thickly enticing lure which is soon echoed in the beefy muscular stroll that embraces it. As in the first track, the body eagerly reacted to its swing, the rhythms of bassist JC and drummer T Dawg as suggestive as vocals and guitar enterprise; incentive quickly manipulated by next up Whiskey Pistol. Sauntering in from a distance, it too bares a sinewy presence and plentiful catchiness, the latter maybe not as virulent as in its two predecessors but under the skin with ease. As in those previous tracks too, another shade to the band’s rock ‘n’ roll is revealed to ears, each united in Big Dirty character but singular in the aspect of their hard, glam and alternative rock infused breeding.
Love With The Lights Off is a bold, indeed bawdy flirtation from the off, another rich strand of guitar grooving wrapping ears as the pop rock teasing song induced bouncing bodies in quick time. With a hungrily catchy chorus once more vocal chords simply leapt on the creative invitation yet it is a track which aligns that contagiousness with a predacious metal induced rhythmic intent, one deliciously vocal in the growl of JC’s bass while Take It Slow is as funky as it is groove and southern rock nurtured. As the previous track, it proceeds to reveal an enterprise in variety of flavour and individual prowess, soon forging a major highlight of The Sex alongside its openers with a Red Hot Chili Peppers meets Terrorvision hue simply escalating the buoyant ballad’s captivation.
That ballad borne seduction equally soaks the following All Night Long, a brief but irresistible romance spun by harmony, melody and vocal desire swiftly contrasted by the tantalising wantonness and corruption of Devil Woman. Almost immediately it entangles the listener in esurient Big Dirty grooving, tempting again courted by a bass sound which is almost primal in its gnarly tone. It is a potent and bold contrast even in the song’s voraciously catchy pandemic around a warning and devouring of toxic female wiles but again a body of enterprise which reveals a compelling sense and endeavour of unpredictability which we for one hope to see escalate in future escapades.
Both the unsurprisingly rhythmically manipulative Rhythm Of My Drum and Hush with its riveting creative animation had us dancing to the band’s tune, the first a grip of dirty grooves and throbbing corruption which you can almost see licking its lips as it makes the listener’s body its puppet and the second another lustful favourite impossible to deny.
As the relatively calm affection of Sensual Lover captivated so Lightweight Champion ensnared undiluted attention with its collusion of rhythmic orchestration and melodic tempting; each track ravenous in their enticement before leaving Wham Bam (Thank You Ma’am) to bring things to a close in fitting immoral style as eighties bound glam and classic rock is snared in a final dose of the band’s irreverent mischief and rousing sound.
We all know that sins of the flesh is one of the true pleasures we will ever come across in our lives and The Big Dirty has just given it the perfect soundtrack and rock ‘n’ roll a dose of unbridled goodness which is already breeding addiction.
The Sex is released 17th July; available @ https://thebigdirtymerch.bigcartel.com/product/the-sex-album and other stores.
Pete RingMaster 15/07/2020