Much to my dismay, this is not a Rick Springfield cover band. This Vancouver foursome are no less rockin’ than the aforementioned former teen superstar, however. Wavering back and forth between Cramps-ish twang and Herb Alpert-meets-Cows horns, they present the listener with ten songs worth of trashy, piss-up tuneage suitable for an old fashioned panty auction.
(Independent)Jesse's Girl
Caveat Emptor
BY Rob FerrazPublished Oct 1, 1999