From the opening drive and insistence of "What I Want" to the feverish, epic nine-minute psychotic reaction of the rave-up title track, Starlite Desperation doesn’t stray far from rock’s rudiments be that the country-tinged "The Gold Rush" or the Nuggets-esque "Notes From the Drag." And, as any savvy consumer of rock knows, the further you stray from the rudiments (aka Chuck Berry), the sketchier the product.
That’s not to say Starlite Desperation isn’t sketchy. It is but in the nervous, amped-up, too-late, too-many-miles-to-go-till-sleep sense. After midnight, though, these three toughs let it all hang out, and now we can, at least sonically, tool down the highway with ‘em.
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