The beloved Canadian comedy troop Kids In The Hall once did a sketch where Dave Foley playing the part of a music teacher broke the news to Bruce McColough playing the rock and roll teenager that Rock n’ Roll was in fact dead. He placed the time of Rock’s demise sqarely in 1974, the year of the last bad company album. I’ve often thought Dave Foley had it right on, and say what you want about the grunge of the early 90’s but, that wasn’t rock.. that was punk repackaged.
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Rock did die. Glam and Punk did it in and then had breakfast. Years later Punk and Glam would have a falling out. Glam eventually commited suicide when it realized that bands like Poison were the best it could muster anymore. Having never fully recovered, Punk eventually moved to the suburbs and fell in love with Emo, but that’s another story, I digress.
Rock and roll has come back big time. Bands like the White Stripes and The Strokes have brought back a little of that 70’s rock edge that had been missing for so long. The 22-20s don’t mimic that pseudo 70s rock edge, they push the boundaries of it.
Haunting and soulful, the 22-20s produce catchy tunes that hang out in a bad neighborhood just after dark. Edgy and chock full of real rock riffs that make them look more like Rock ‘n Roll arhaeologists than musicians, their first full length studio album takes you back to what Rock was meant to be.
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