Eagles Of Death Metal: Zipper Down

Fourth album from US glam-metal duo.

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Josh Homme has always maintained that Eagles Of Death Metal are not merely a side project, although it’s fair to say they haven’t seemed particularly high on his priority list of late.

This first album in seven years, following Homme’s dalliances with Them Crooked Vultures and Arctic Monkeys and the return of QOTSA, finds him and Jesse Hughes doing pretty much the same thing as they did on 2008’s predecessor, Heart On.

Cue oodles of boogified riffs, huffy guitars, handclaps and a general consensus that the best times can be had at the leathered-up intersection of glam, punk and hard disco.

It is, of course, all knowingly dumb, a trashy repository for the juvenilia of two 40-something blokes out to recreate the youthful thrills of their old record collections. As if to ram home the idea, there’s even a crap cover of Duran Duran’s Save A Prayer, for Pete’s sake.

Highlights are the punchy pop-metal of Got The Power and the greasy glamorama of The Reverend, replete with satisfyingly fuzzy guitar, but Zipper Down misses as much as it hits.

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Rob Hughes

Freelance writer for Classic Rock since 2008, and sister title Prog since its inception in 2009. Regular contributor to Uncut magazine for over 20 years. Other clients include Word magazine, Record Collector, The Guardian, Sunday Times, The Telegraph and When Saturday Comes. Alongside Marc Riley, co-presenter of long-running A-Z Of David Bowie podcast. Also appears twice a week on Riley’s BBC6 radio show, rifling through old copies of the NME and Melody Maker in the Parallel Universe slot. Designed Aston Villa’s kit during a previous life as a sportswear designer. Geezer Butler told him he loved the all-black away strip.