DONNAS Get Skintight

DONNAS Get Skintight

DONNAS Get Skintight

Opening their third album with the sound of a fly unzipping, the Donnas come charging out of the exposed opening like a lawless mob of switchblade toting, detention hall schoolgirls. The Palo Alto, California, quartet has no hidden agenda, no message to hammer home here. Instead, these bad-ass ladies roll out rude, Ace Frehley-inspired guitar hooks at a feverish rate, capturing the rebellious, mischievous and instantly gratifying rock ‘n’ roll spirit of teenage trash culture as succinctly as anyone since the Ramones. Get Skintight is a chrome-accented juggernaut of middle finger-flipping riff-rock delivered fast and nasty. Nothing will sound better pumping out of the speakers of your rusty junker than the nitro-fueled title track “Hyperactive,” or the gloriously delinquent “Doin’ Donuts”. The trash queens also rip through a cover of Motley Crue’s “Too Fast For Love,” and leave skid marks on the hearts of testosterone-driven males on “I Didn’t Like You Anyway” (“You thought I would be broken-hearted/Maybe I would if you weren’t so retarded”). Perfection.

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