Review: American Steel - Dear Friends and Gentle Hearts

I've kind of been avoiding writing about Dear Friends and Gentle Hearts, last year's offering from Oakland's American Steel for two reasons. First, I'm a little embarassed to be so behind the ball on these guys and this album. American Steel has existed in some form or another for 15 years. I've had since 1995 to find this band and I'm only doing now. Also Dear Friends was one of last year's sort of break-out hits and I'm only reviewing it now. The other reason I was hesitant to write about this album is that I'm a little nervous about whether or not I can do it justice, it's that good. Really.

This album is the kind of good, that it should make you despair of ever making music that's comparable while at the same time inspiring you to try. It's like nothing you've heard before while at the same time it's that comforting punk record to which you can always rock out. The hooks are razor sharp and fishing-worthy, the bass thumps along, the drums drive hard non-stop and the guitar veers from clanging punk guitar to lightly jangling delayed leads that would sound right at home on a Cure record. Lyrically this is a superb effort with poignant verses tackling a range of topics to shout along choruses that you have memorized by the end of the song.

The album opens perfectly with two undeniably danceable numbers 'Emergency House Party' where singer Rory Henderson assures us that "We only need a song to dance to, We only need a chorus to sing a long to" and 'Tear the Place Apart' which sees him exhorting us to "Get your ass up on your feet now baby, and tear the place apart." The album goes five songs without letting up once with could-be-hits like 'Safe and Sound' 'Your Ass Ain't Laughing Now' and 'The Blood Get's Everywhere.' That last is a strange little horror movie ditty which might put listeners in mind of old Alkaline Trio which was nice for me, because I can't help hearing a little of Matt Skiba in Henderson's voice.

'From Here to Hell' takes the foot off the pedal just long enough to get through the first verse and then puts it right back down for the next four songs. The final two songs however are departures each in their own way. 'Finally Alone' is a massively epic sounding song complete with a chorused vocal that will remind some people of the end of 'Welcome Home' by Coheed and Cambria. The last track is an odd little, down tempo number that might seem like a throwaway on a lesser album but on Dear Friends and Gentle Hearts it seems like a necessary cool-down period, you can't quit something this good cold-turkey.

You know I mean business when I say the appeal of American Steel is easily on par with that of Lemuria and almost on a Gaslight level (insert gasps and 'oooh's here). The only one keeping Dear Friends and Gentle Hearts from being one of your favorite albums is you. And that's a problem I seriously suggest you remedy.

American Steel - Tear the Place Apart

American Steel - Your Ass Ain't Laughing Now

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