Review by Rick Ossian
From the sordid, screaming brain of sleazy hairspray metal king Jizzy Pearl comes the latest Love/Hate gem, Crucified. It is their first since 1999’s Let’s Eat, unless you want to count the compilation Greatest and Latest (2000). According to one source, principal members include Jizzy, Jon E. Love (guitar), Skid (Rose)(bass) and Joey Gold (drums). Released at first as a Love/Hate disc, this is the has been renamed as the latest Jizzy Pearl EP. This foray into the lipstick, denim and leather machine is chock-full of the same blustery bravado displayed by Jizzy’s former band, Love/Hate their first time around in the sun-soaked, Sunset Strip lazy days of the 80’s. It was as if they were setting the strip on fire – well, they’re doing it again. I first heard of these cats when they were opening for AC/DC in our state’s biggest city (Omaha), and thought ‘oh if only I could go to THAT gig!’ If only. As chance would have it, I didn’t get to attend that gig, but I did get to do the next best thing, which was to catch Faster Pussycat at the Ranch Bowl instead! I told myself it was a good substitute. It was only after the AC/DC gig, of course, when I found out from a mutual headbanger what I had, indeed, missed. Seemed Jizzy and his cohorts were in top form that night, even wowing the boys from down under who were watching from the wings!
The new EP firmly under his belt, Jizzy will be doing a UK tour soon to promote things. Probably the first number you will hear will be the latest single, and the first track on the disc, Hanging You Out to Dry. It is not an attempt at a radio-friendly format, as you might expect from a single. It is, instead, an incredibly in-your-face, wicked burst of energy that is short (2:11) but oh, so sweet! They briefly threaten us with a blues slow-down at 1:50, then slam back in for another burst at the end. Radio never had it so good.
Sunny Day, by contrast, is a much slower, sort of a grinding sleaze. Very nice guitar, too, with a couple of tasty solos thrown in for good measure. You’re Making Me Nervous has a clock ticking intro, followed up in short order with some super-punk guitar jabs and stabs – again, short but sweet (2:46), with some piercing lyrics: “Can I get you a cocktail?/Do you think I’m a loser – a fake?/ Just a two-bit rock star/You made a mistake”. Such depth from a certainly addled brain, you might say, but this is just conversational fodder for Jizzy.
I Don’t Want To Be Your Baby has to be the height of irony. Didn’t all the hair bands used to sing about luring the birds in? This has to be the ultimate in oxymoronic titles then, at the very least. This number begins with an acoustic, strummy intro, and recalls the hairy 80’s days with considerable aplomb. I was reminded of the big ballads that appeared in the wake of Mr. Big‘s “To Be With You” and Extreme‘s “More Than Words“. I think L.A.Guns had one called “The Ballad of Jayne” (What Happened To…). A brief flirt with a guitar solo at about 1:20 was the remarkable thing, as it almost recalled a Mötley Crüe/Poison-esque sort of lighter fest!
Love Is All is, again, acoustic in nature, but very grand. The desert cool intro, à la Tangier, or maybe Cry of Love, will remind you of 80’s past as well. Not only that, but ‘come down from your vanity‘ has to be one of the best lyrical tag lines I’ve heard in some time.
Too Late, the closer, is a sultry blues with some very cool guitar work. It also features a couple of excellent little solos, one that even takes over the song and carries it to the finish. “You kept them waiting and you took your time“, say the lyrics. Indeed he did! Top marks!