Sleazegrinder
Came from the sky like a 747. Classic Rock’s least-reputable byline-grabber since 2003. Several decades deep into the music industry. Got fired from an early incarnation of Anal C**t after one show. 30 years later, got fired from the New York Times after one week. Likes rock and hates everything else. Still believes in Zodiac Mindwarp and the Love Reaction, against all better judgment.
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Unearthed gem from the early days of US punk.

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Not yet ratedSleazegrinder on new releases from La Chinga, Lightmares, Lumpy & The Dumpers, Madysin Hatter and Nasty Ratz

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This week: the band who abandoned the garage for glitter and sleaze and one glorious, adrenaline-soaked flash metal triumph

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This week: the debut album from Tattooed Love Boys - delightfully dumb, big-haired, but largely forgettable

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This week: the debut album from Electric Boys, and why funk metal isn't funky

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A juicy major label contract, friends in high places, youth, hair, and charming Scottish accents. How the hell did Heavy Pettin' blow things so badly?

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This week: the debut album from Kory Clarke's Warrior Soul, a declaration of war from America's toughest back-alleys

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This week: the sensational debut album by a band whose career was thwarted by bad timing, drug busts and death

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This week: the finest hour of Adam Bomb — the man, the group, the concept, whatever it was

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How Carmine Appice helped invent Heavy Metal, and was still at the party two decades later

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Ever wondered what Use Your Illusion might have sounded like if it was a great album? Try The 69 Eyes' Motor City Resurrection

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The good-time glam-metal, LA rock bangers that defined the pop metal 1980s

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Betsy Bitch introduced a new strain of feminism, involving knuckles and muscles and screaming guitars, one that resonates to this very day

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Not yet ratedSleazegrinder on new releases from Savage Hearts, Sabel, Razorbats, Ozone Mama and Street Clones

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Everything was all going brilliantly for Raven until they released 1985's Stay Hard album. It took them 30 years to recover.

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They had Aerosmith, Mission of Burma, the Pixies and...Boston. But what does Boston have to offer rock'n'roll today?

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Aerosmith, Pixies, Mission Of Burma – The all-time greatest rock bands from Boston

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This week: Foreskin 500's Manpussy, one of the dirtiest, sleaziest, most low-down rock'n'roll records of the 1990s, period

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This week: the shamanistic sleaze metal of The Throbs

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Not yet ratedSwedes prove once and for all that the Devil really does have the best tunes.

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Not yet ratedSleazegrinder on new releases from Dirtbag Republic, Grave Rat, Bad Monster Black, Blood Knife and Psychic Wounds

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This week: Vain's debut album, a "sleazy little nugget of high-tension hard rock that basically does everything Faster Pussycat and LA Guns aspired to do"

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This week: they came from the desert, and for a moment they were the future. And then it all went wrong. They were Icon.
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