Reviews
State Of Rock: A point of destiny
25/02/10 || Trauma
I will admit, there was a point when I was about 13 or 14 years old that I’d be listening to this shit and actually be into it. Except, it’d probably have better vocals and some very skinny/drugged out wankery guitarist with flamboyant solos (or in C.C. Deville’s case, shitty). Oh, I just pulled out a Poison reference, this has to be some golden music, right?
Golden shower quality, maybe. Or how do you Germans call that… Natursekt.
State of Rock. What is the state of rock these days? Pretty hopeless if this band is any indicator (kill him now, that’s GOT to be an overused joke – T-bag’s 2nd personality). But, so help me, sometimes this music just makes me want to sing and dance in a very gay way while mimicking the choruses. Not to the point of being a fan, but to the point of feeling very retarded. Wenn ich diese hören, träume ich von unter einer Spitzhacke zu meinem CD-Player / Computer und nachspielen der Liebesszene von Terror Firmer. Der mit dem Pickles. Maybe the last part has nothing to do with the music, but I have had this craving for pickles and sex, in any order.
Let’s put all the pieces of this puzzle under the chopping block, shall we? Up first are the vocals. It’s like a mix of Steve Perry and pure annoyance. It’s astonishing because he doesn’t even sound British at all. Unfortunately it’s no less annoying. Guitars are an amalgamation of the 80s, which can go either way wink, wink. The drums are pretty standard and uninteresting but fit the music. The production is pretty clean and you can hear everything well. You’ll hear the keyboards in the beginning of some songs, and the rest of the music is actually at the same volume/quality. That’s a refreshing thing to hear after being greeted with poor EQ all the time.
The songs themselves are so lost in the 80s. They made a wrong turn somewhere, because the place they’re searching for is obviously 20 odd years back. I’d let this slide since the band members clearly look stuck in the 80s minus their ages, but it’s fucken 2010 now. Lyrics sound like they’re all about love, honor, failed relationships, courage, destiny, scat, maybe a little bit of Saurkraut. Fuck I’m hungry for vinegary foods, is this review over yet?
It’s definitely not cock rock, and it’s definitely not death metal. What was Journey? I got it: Pißrock. State of Rock is nothing but Pißrock. Note how I didn’t use two Essessess. For the sake of the Jews. Oh, one last extreme annoyance is the lowering of the volume throughout the promo. But it’s all redeemed by the Microsoft Sam computer voice at the end saying: “State of Rock thanks you for listening.” HAHAHAHAHAHA.

- Information
- Released: 2010
- Label: MetalHeaven
- Website: State of Rock
- Band
- Tony Mills: vocals
- Rami Ali: drums
- Hutch Bauer: bass
- Robby Bobel: guitar
- Tracklist
- 01. Black & blue
- 02. Without my love
- 03. Heartless dreamer
- 04. Don’t make me cry
- 05. Hanging in the balance
- 06. Freedom
- 07. Count me out
- 08. Point of destiny
- 09. Friction
- 10. Somewhere
