|©1995 Smut-E Records
1. Kiss My Fuckin' Ass
2. Get It Tonight
3. Broke My Heart
4. Do That Dance
By the time the material comprising the Hookers debut 7" saw proper release, founding band members Adam Neal and Noel Reucroft had already begun morphing the band into a stylistically different beast.
A little Hookers history for the uninitiated (and as best as my memory recalls): Adam Neal, a.k.a. The Rock N' Roll Outlaw (vocals), and Noel Reucroft, a.k.a. Stoney Tombs (guitar), formed the band and recorded the material comprising the Kiss My Fuckin' Ass single in 1994. Adam soon joined up with the classic Kentucky cow-punk quartet Nine Pound Hammer, replacing drummer Bill Waldron on their 1996 tour. After the tour, Nine Pound Hammer disbanded and Adam, along with Nine Pound Hammer co-founder/guitarist Blaine Cartwright and girlfriend Ruyter Suys, formed Nashville Pussy. To make a long story short (and without getting into any particulars), Adam found his way back to his original vision and together with Noel, re-ignited the hellfire of the Hookers.
Kiss My Fuckin' Ass, now nearly impossible to come by (unless you want to dish out a pretty penny for it on Ebay), is very different from any of the Hookers releases to follow. Recorded in an apartment on a cheap four track, the sound quality is understandably less than stellar. However, I personally find it very fitting and non-distracting, even going so far as to say that it adds a distinctive personality to the material.
Out of the four cuts, "Kiss My Fuckin' Ass" is hands down my favorite with its out-of-control, improvised attitude. Simply put, it sounds like an accident that somehow worked...it's pretty darned infectious. "Get It Tonight" and "Broke My Heart" bring Heartbreakers-era Johnny Thunders to mind; both are very catchy, rockin' tunes with a slice of Ramones bubble gum thrown in for good measure. Closer "Do That Dance" could have been tossed as far as I'm concerned, but there are some Hookers fanatics that think this whole darn 7" is brilliant. Maximum Rock N' Roll even ranked Kiss My Fuckin' Ass as one of the top ten releases of the 90's. Not a bad feat for a cheap four track recording that the band members act as though they wish never existed.
Review by Mike Rutherford
Review date: 01/2002
|©1996 Sack O Shit Records
1. Zombie Maker
2. Demon Keeper
3. Son Of The Devil
Though my homestate of Kentucky can not lay claim to having ever harboured a scene as renowned as that of, say, 80s L.A. or 90s Seattle, I often wonder why. Though we certainly have no metropolis here in the bluegrass state as large as either of the two aforementioned cities, there are more bands of diverse backgrounds and styles possessive of large degrees of talent throughout the state than one can shake a stick at. Some bands have achieved a good degree of critical acclaim in their time (Slint, Metroschifter) whiles others almost broke out of the Kentucky rut entirely, roots proudly intact and on display (Kinghorse, Nine Pound Hammer). The Hookers are much like Covington's Hellnation: vastly underappreciated and largely ignored in the states yet capable of packing houses overseas. Anyway, enough of my rambling.
The three track Zombie Maker 7" serves as the perfect introduction to the Hookers first stylistic makeover. Complete with B-movie soundclips and cheesy lyricism (that's cheesy in a good way mind you, a la classic Venom), the new horror-rock Hookers smugly held their middle fingers up at zines like Maximum Rock N' Roll and labels such as Crypt who were only interested in newer material reminiscent of the Kiss My Fuckin' Ass era of the band. For me personally, Zombie Maker is part of my trio of "must-have" Hookers releases (the other two being Satan's Highway and Must Kill).
Songwise, "Zombie Maker" is a mid-paced horror-punk masterpiece with a sprinkle of southern groove thrown in for good measure. A quick flip to the B-side and we have "Demon Keeper", an evil, uptempo romp with a few death metal-ish growls thrown in for good measure. As "Demon Keeper" winds down and blends via a feedback drenched intro into "Son Of The Devil", I find even after Satan-knows-how-many listens that I simply must crank the stereo up and proceed to lose my mind. "Son Of The Devil" may very well be my all time favorite Hookers song, and it serves as the perfect closer for this all too short slab of wax.
Fans of underground rock, horror-punk, garage rock, etc. take note: seek out a copy of this amazing 7". Shoplift, sell your soul, do whatever it takes, just get it! You'll kick yourself for not checking out these guys long ago.
Review by Mike Rutherford
Review date: 01/2002