Personally, I like bad boys. I particularly like bad boys who can sing and scream at the same time. The singer of RedHead Outdoors just broke my heart in this sense. In the band’s freshly baked song I don’t know why he resurrects the anarchic rebel spirit of Sid Vicious. I’m not talking about the way it sounds, but the way it makes me behave. Jumping on the bed, hitting the walls, shouting, and swearing may be, are strongly recommended. This will help to discover another side of the composition.
And yes, back to the singer. I do not even know his name; Wikipedia is, as yet, silent about his personal details. After thoroughly surfing the Internet the band remains a total enigma. The only fact I discovered was that RedHead Outdoors has many Myspace friends. Touching, but not all that helpful.
The band’s disco punk sound is bright and vigorous, and I totally loved the main guitar motif. However, it wasn’t enough to make me like the song. Seconds 54,55 and 56 of the second minute of the composition radically changed my mind. Just out of the blue in the middle of the song I could hear a distinctive eight-beat sound that brought back memories of a good old Pacman. I’m not sure if it was intentional of the band’s members to insert this part into the song in order to make the listener nostalgic, but it worked for me.
Mint singer, mint band, mint song.
:: Cara Totoro