The energy of this album is akin to drinking cheap whiskey at a dingy nightclub somewhere off the Sunset Strip on a muggy night after it rained; the vibe is similar to a drifter smoking unfiltered cigarettes inside, wearing sunglasses, getting kicked out of that bar: salacious, explosive drums covered in unapologetically gritty, distorted electric guitar riffs, backed by lewd bass lines. The strength and vitality of the music could power Hollywood for months.

Joe Bonamassa, Stevie Ray Vaughan, Winery Dogs, Dirty Thrills, Black Country Communion, Gov't Mule