No matter what you've heard this
year, it can't match the explosive ingenuity of Accelerator. This is Royal Trux's
first album for Drag City since their demise on megalabel Virgin Records. Whether
it was because of the cover art on their last album for that label or the fact that there
just weren't enough "units" moving through chain store checkout counters,
Vigin's dropping of Royal Trux did them a favor.
Accelerator sounds like the budget was flushed, but RTX knows
how to work with whatever is thrown at them. Neil Haggert's retarded guitar style is still
here, but it's easier to understand and melts in the back for most of the ride now. Big
bad groovy drums fill out the front seat, but every now and then a guitar snippet pokes
its head up front to remind you that the ride could stall without it. You may find the
bass guitar in the mix but it won't find you. The low end on this CD is constantly looking
for a place to fit in. It's up to you to decide if it really does, like the drifter you
passed hitching on the highway. Jennifer Herrema drives the microphone right down your
throat with a unisex snarl that just doesn't sound like anybody else. And isn't that what
alternative rock is all about? Who could ask for more?
Was all of this sound manipulation done deliberately? Or is it a
product of label jumping? Who cares! It works and thats all that matters. A friend
once said to me, "When Royal Trux play, a giant question mark forms in the sky."
It is that question mark that forces you to play this album again and again. Get into this
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