Let’s cut through the absolute horse shit that has completely paralyzed the modern hard rock community. For the last three decades, the entire genre has been held hostage by a bunch of "old heads" who stopped evolving the exact second Nirvana dropped "Smells Like Teen Spirit." They want their favorite bands locked in a permanent, pathetic 1989 time capsule, rehashing the same three guitar hooks and hairspray anthems just so they can feel like welcome, nostalgic houseguests at festivals like M3.
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Spread Eagle is openly spitting in the face of that corporate, sanitized nostalgia machine.
With their brand new record The Brutal Divine, vocalist Ray West and bassist Rob DeLuca aren't chasing the safe, predictable cash of the past. They are dropping a slab of modern, raw, metal-punk-infused adrenaline that actually reflects the universal, grinding madness of the real world we live in today. They aren't trying to sell you a fictional story about dragons, and they certainly aren't trying to write a calculated, focus-grouped radio hit. They’re writing about the absolute clown show of modern culture, from gullible, uninformed herds to the everyday street level grind. It’s old school pedigree armed with unapologetic new school sensibilities. If you're looking for another safe, corporate Motley Crue clone, you're looking in the wrong place. This is pure, untamed, hundred-percent-live substance.
