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Southern Drinkstruction - s/t (5/10) - Italy - 2007

Genre: Southern Rock / Sludge Metal / Thrash Metal
Label: Self-production
Playing time: 19:61
Band homepage: Southern Drinkstruction


  1. Vultur Mountain
  2. My Only Words
  3. The Cursed Track
  4. Suck. Duck. Truck. Fuck.
  5. Southern Drinkstruction
Southern Drinkstruction - s/t

If you happen to be a proud southerner with an unhealthy fixation on beer, weed, pussy and PANTERA, SOUTHERN DRINKSTRUCTIONís, self-titled demo will undoubtedly appeal to you. Otherwise, there is a greater chance that you will find few redeeming qualities here.

While it isnít a breathtaking piece of music by any means, this demo isnít a hopeless abomination from the get go. The dominating riff to "Vultur Mountain" is heavy and catchyĖthe kind of riff that will arouse the desire to headbang, and the song also features a brief moment of bluesy, Tony Iommi worship towards the end. Aside from the opener, "Suck. Duck. Truck. Fuck." is the only moment of genuine entertainment on here. "My Only Words" and "The Cursed Track" are both throwaway songs that arenít remotely compelling; the former ends before it has time to demonstrate any sort of musical ability while the latter is two minutes too long. The demoís title track is, for all intents and purposes, the most boring song I have ever had to endure. It isnít until the final fifty seconds of the song, which is upwards of five minutes long, that the band decides to speed the tempo up and introduce one of only two riffs found throughout the song. Sludge clearly isnít the bandís forte.

"Suck. Duck. Truck. Fuck." is a rare glimpse into the bandís ability to produce songs that fit their lyrical content. In other words: brainless, drunken fun. I donít know about you, but I donít enjoy bands that set awe-inspiring lyrics like "oh baby, oh suck my cock" or "we are pigs that live on pornography" to phlegmatic music with no real balls. Itís almost as if they stole a chapter from "LAMB OF GOD 101" and added a contrived southern twist to it. While the lyrics are good for a laugh, and there are a couple of fun songs on here, this demo doesnít do anything special. I canít wholeheartedly recommend it.

(Online May 22, 2008)

Kevin Roy

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