Dropping the Bomb

posted in: Artist Features • Rock

When you come out of Detroit, you tend to come out guns blazing. Alice Cooper, MC5, The Stooges and the ˜Nuge ”these guys paved a hard rock road out of the Motor City with blood, sweat, more blood, and lots of scathing, feral and electrifying music. In recent years, there have been those who embraced the rawness of these elder statesmen and those who opted for a more highly produced brand of rock. White Stripes and Kid Rock stand on opposite sides of the spectrum, with Gods Made Love falling somewhere in between. The band cranks out melodic, hooky rock with gutter guitars and driving rhythms, mostly reminiscent of STP. Tim Furlong’s delivery is strident and edgy, even when the music is veering towards pop (See: Crashing Angelina). On the skittering groove Bomb, the reverse is true. Kiss-off guitars clang and crash and have you thinking it’s a just a snotty, catchy-as-hell rocker. But then the chorus kicks in and all of a sudden it’s 1960. Furlong delivers a soaring, Beatles-esque vocal harmony while thrashing a tambourine like he’s Herman or one of his Hermits. It’s a tightly packed little number that showcases a lot of Gods Made Love’s strengths. Fans of vintage Brit-rock and glamour grunge will dig the way these guys kick out the jams.