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THE DIRTY PEARLS
THE DIRTY PEARLS
SELF-RELEASED
By Mike SOS

Stylish sleaze rock best describes the NYC quintet known as The Dirty Pearls. whose eponymous six-track sampler oozes with rock and roll grit from the opening strains of "Happy New Year". Packed with oodles of commercial rock melodies and a suave swagger reminiscent of the bluesy end of the hair metal spectrum, this squad comprised of grizzled NYC rock veterans combine the wares of Junkyard, LA Guns, and some of the more guitar-grooved '80s metal outfits to round out their undeniably contagious huge rock sound. Giving Buckcherry a run for its money, The Dirty Pearls unabashedly bring back the arena rock attitude with a bevy of risque vocals and dirty guitar licks whose familiar tone should please those still decked out in denim and leather. www.thedirtypearls.com

JP BLUES
Die Happy
INDEPENDENT
By Doc Blues

The monstrosity of JP Blues’ axe has been apparent since he first played out some 5 years ago. In that time, his talent has matured like a fine cask of…. Of yeah, like a still full of boiling corn squeezin’ white lightning. He’s raw and raucous and guaranteed to give you at time. JP’s vocals have caught up so a guitarist led band is a possibility, nay, a reality. JP has gone from strength to strength and is finally committing it to wax. There are several personalities within, with hardcore Delta underpinning his approach to Blues. Blues rock tears the skids under his fingers like Robin Trower. Mike Bloomfield influences down the tough mean streets of Chicago. Funk gives Mr. JP his swing and the bending soul of an old bluesman lurks under his fine fedora. The disk opens with the band’s tour de force version of Jethro Tull’s “New Day Yesterday.” It’s hard, hard, hard and driven by John Young’s throb and Pat Adkins’ crystalline percussion puissance. Metal meets Middle Earth with a fine splash of Blue liquor. Not content once Pandora’s out, JP rides Phil Grande’s “Some Kind of Hurricane” with lightning blasts, shrieking winds and howling bravado. “Electric Worry” is a trip to the crossroads of 61 and 49 with MS Fred looking over JP’s shoulder. Clarksdale danger and Greenville’s blistering heat bring this Delta rave to sparkling fruition. Mother Blues saved this young man’s soul while torturing it. The Blues, the blues, the blues channels through him with strident surety only equaled by the humility of one who realizes how much more there is to learn. Funk jam and Mohs hardness, youthful drive and the burnish of blues, anchored chording and ferocious picking and righteous vocals make JP a bluesman to watch. Look out Memphis, look out world.