Battlesnake go the full Monty Python
The Rise And Demise Of The Motorsteeple
SELF-RELEASED
Australian retro-rock loons hoover up all the tunes
A SENSE OF humour can be a dangerous thing in metal. Take yourself too seriously and you invite ridicule, but presenting as too wacky can condemn a band forever to the cringe realms of novelty kitsch, even ones with half-decent riffs (hello, Goblin Cock). Australian bands often have more leeway than most in this regard, tucked away in sunny isolation with their breezy, “no wuckers” attitude and OTT-bonkers metal legacy. Demanding attention with their homoerotic pagan vestments and funny face-pulling antics, Battlesnake owe as much to Tenacious D as to Dio, but they keep our attention with wild, expressive vocals; catchy riffing; twin-axe exuberance and storytelling fervour.