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Hidden Gem

Dr. Pacheco | Euless, TX United States | 06/07/2007

(5 out of 5 stars)

"Raging Slab had a small window in the early 90's where they almost broke through. I happened to discover them and became a fan. Their quintessential work is "Dynamite Monster Boogie", which I would recommend to fans of all music genres. Since that work, I have tried to get my hands on "everything Slab" including this. So, how can I be "helpful" for those that have stumbled upon this and are relying on customer reviews? Yes, it's Southern Rock, you get the funkiness like Skynryd but it's much RICHER. The lyrics are much better and there is a bit of edginess. It's a bit of "stoner music", but that shouldn't be a knock... the music is like ordering a chicken-fried steak with mashed potatoes and gravy."

Pedal to the metal rock and roll

phingerboard | Boston, MA | 11/13/2005

(5 out of 5 stars)

"All that can be said about these guys (and girl ;)) is that they simply rock.



Personally, I've never cared much for southern-fried boogie stuff, but this band just has some kind of rock magic. If you like any hard rock music at all, you owe it to yourself to check them out. Try out the clips and treat yourself to maximum rock and roll the way it's supposed to be played.



A real gem in a world full of coal nuggets."

IF YOU LIKE TO HANG IT OUT, BUY THIS ALBUM !

Cecil Rufus | 01/11/2010

(5 out of 5 stars)

"This is the best album you are going to buy this year, if you are unfamiliar with Raging Slab. I had the tape back in the eighties,and I literally wore it out. Of all the hard rock that came out of the hair band era, this band emerged as a singular voice. Greg Strzempka has a mean sounding slide guitar, and dual leads that harkened the Allmans and Skynyrd. But this jam came out of the mountains of Pennsylvania. With a three person slide guitar assault, they achieve tone that will chill you. This crazy concoction of mountain wise song writing and uncommon topics will intrigue you.

Buy this CD; transfer it to tape, pop it in your old boom box, then let that old pseudo-mullet flap in the wind as you thrash your head. Just watch yourself, that aint the same cartilage in your neck that you had back in the Reagan administration."