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3 out of 10
I've never spoken to Apache. In fact, I've never even seen a picture of them. But I'm fairly sure if you were to ask them what their "sound" was they'd probably uncross their drainpipe jeans clad legs, lean forward and brush their carefully crafted messy hair out of their eyes, and earnestly name check bands like The Stooges, The MC5, The Ramones and maybe even The Undertones and The Buzzcocks. This is what I suspect they would like to sound like.
Sadly, it is not what they actually sound like. They sound like a bad angst ridden teenage band covering The Monkees and trying to sound cool by swearing. Track number four pretty much covers the essence of the album for me.
Incidentally, I may have the band name and album title back to front, it's not really made clear on the CD cover. Best avoid both, just to be safe.
Listen: www.myspace.com/sfapache
Tracklist:
1. Boys Life
2. Bullet Train
3. Nazi Knife
4. Real Shit
5. Russian Roulette
6. Crystal Clear
7. White Hammer
8. Charlie Go Home
9. Sugar Glidin'
10. Chelsea Girl
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