Mötley Crüe - Mötley Crüe March 15th 1994
Seeing that Mötley Crüe is going to hang it up after thirty plus years, I figured on talking about one record that I think stands out from the entire career of the band.
On March 15th 1994, I picked up Mötley Crüe self titled not knowing what was in store. Since I was very aware of the publicized falling out of the band's first singer Vince Neil, and his solo record Exposed, this was going to either work or completely fail.
First impressions was holy shit (besides the obvious), the monster heavy guitar tone, and groovier drums. The mixing, and the production of this record hit me at the right time. Coming out of the darkness (if I can call it that), this album solidified what rock was before it cratered into obscurity in the years since.
Every song on this album I've listened to a few hundred times. I believe has a flow, with a few minor annoyances with the obligatory 'ballads', I feel this record really did come out and surprised me.
Because the record was different, but in adding another dimension of another guitar player (Corabi). If there was one aspect I missed out on it was the Quaternary EP. I didn't have enough to cover the cost.
Otherwise, I prefer this record because (as with my Fight post) this is a fresh experience that doesn't spoil or induce the baggage of prior knowledge. Though members Mick Mars, Tommy Lee, and Nikki Sixx are still present, infusing John Corabi pushes them into having copious amounts of attitude.
The record was hated by almost everyone, partly because of the change of the times (alternative, and grunge). Mötley Crüe tried something different, with a kind of honesty, and truth that ended up being tossed aside for Vince Neil's return. Lastly, I really do despise Bob Rock at this stage, but he really did make a special pocket of time that I still listen to today.
Though I admit I stopped listening to this record a year after, kind of putting it on the shelf as it were, in recent years I've come back to, and I'm pleasantly happy that it still holds up. For what its worth, I love the hell out of the bluesy crunch this record has. Damn cool. Thanks for reading.
B.
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