McQueen review - www.blacklisted.com

MCQUEEN- RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO SAY CDS [Fury Tongue]

Holy shit! ANOTHER good girl-band, that’s like two this lifetime! OK, I don’t mean to sound sexist- I am well aware that it’s not an in-built ability that’s resulted in the biggest bands in the world (and even the supposedly equal-op punk scene) being predominantly all-male. I just think my fragile mind has been perhaps permanently scarred by The Donnas and (shudder) Tuuli…

McQueen, are different though. It’s like Brody Dalle of The Distillers fronting Alkaline Trio and covering late 80s/early 90s L.A. punk… excuse me while I change my shorts. There’s woh-oh’s, gritty vocals, solos of the right length and catchy choruses. Better than all that though is that McQueen put their own spin on the well-worn street-punk formula, giving it a much needed brush off and a darker edge without losing any of the fist-in-the-air attitude we all secretly love it for.

So what have we learned? Shame on me basically - put these guys on a tour with Sahara Hotnights and we may have a very sexy revolution on our hands. (15/08/05)