Given his rather flagrant obsession with sun kissed 80s swagger and strut, not to mention a gleeful (and well publicized) enjoyment of all things sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll, news of Danny Worsnop‘s exodus from metalcore upstarts Asking Alexandria would have come as little surprise to many. Pillaging the time tested treasure chests of Mötley Crüe, Bon Jovi et al, his gold plated pipes are tailor made for the FM radio, strip joint tunes We Are Harlot do so well, and on the evidence of this self-titled debut missive, the Yorkshire born frontman is having the time of his life.
Welcomely side-stepping any sub Steel Panther irony and trite nostalgic water dreading, the band deal in big, muscular slabs of arena ready anthemia, with the likes of ‘Denial’ and ‘Flying To Close To The Sun’ going lick for lick with anything we have seen from Aerosmith or Kiss in recent years.
Underpinned by a joyfully outrageous performance from guitar maestro Jeff George, wide-screen chorus hooks and flamboyant lead breaks fuel what is a whiskey soaked thrill ride through the reckless delights of a time when rock music was as dangerous as it was contagious. Even predictable forays into ballad territory hit right on the money, with curtain closer ‘I Tried’ a candidly delivered barn-burner.
Even with such established pedigree in their ranks, We Are Harlot could all too easily have fallen flat. The perils of slothful revivalism always a concern with their LA influenced bravado. Yet, pulled off with such spectacular songwriting know how and cocksure confidence, this is a record arriving in the nick of time to provide the perfect summer soundtrack.
Written by Tony Bliss (@TBliss88)