Rock and roll is all about one thing. The Riff! Sure, a song also needs to drive and swing and punch and swagger and be full of attitude and encourage people to dance or boogie or wig out or cut a rug, or at least throw their beer around and act like a loon. But if you ain’t got the riffage, you are not in the game.
Electric High have the riffs, but then they have already proven that to be the case across an array of cool singles, but it is when you put them side by side on an album so that they can jostle around cheek-by-jowl, that you realise just what a surplus of sonic salvos they have.
Of course, riffs are only one element at work. “Thick As Thieves,” the album’s opening sonic gambit struts and strides on staccato guitars and pummelling beats. “Lover Lover” proves that poise and punch are equally as good as volume and velocity. “Free To Go” sounds like the spirit of golden era Thin Lizzy has found a new home (not an acolade that I throw about lightly) and “Blow A Fuse” sees them push a squalling hard rock sound into almost early heavy metal realms…you know, before it all became about how many notes and kick drum beats you could fit into a bar.
What sets Electric High apart from the pack is that, whereas most bands might have two, three, or four killer songs padded out with some pretty good but decidedly non-single material, Free To Go sounds like nothing less than a greatest hits album, one that would find equal favour on 1976 as it does in 2025, and any year in between. The very definition of timeless!
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