Forged from the idiocy of fast food, early '90s indie rock, and the realization that everyone is stupid. The last rock 'n' roll band in the world.
BLOWER - Dressed To Chill 45 - "Hot Wheels, Cold Beer, Big Titties" b/w "Holidays In The Sun" (cat. BLOWER-666)
Holy mother of blessed acceleration! Here is a nice surprise from down Austin way. Blower is the creation of Doug Evans, the Didjits' former songsmith and all around baadasssss, Merilee666 (High Times and friend of Pat Longo) and a man named Jimmy Delp who pounds the drums like he is tenderizing them for a feast. Some bands are beyond compare and others beg you to pick them apart. Blower wear their influences on the side of their rod like the decals of many sponsors. Their combination of 70's Heavy Rock, 80's Heavier Rock and 90's Heavy as Hell Rock combine to make the Heaviest Rock of the 3rd Millennium. If you look under the hood you may find Turbonegro, KISS, The Dead Boys, The Dictators, The Hellicopters, etc, as well as a gleaming Max Wedge.
Clocking in at 2:18 this fucker moves down the track and leaves everyone in the dust. Jumping off the line with chrome dipped guitar and tailed by the pounding rhythm section "Hot Wheels, Cold Beer, Big Titties" is truly anthemic. I have listened to this daily since finding it on their MySpace page and now I have my own very large hole 7-inch to have my way with. Mr. Evans takes the lead and stays way out front with shouted vocals and thick guitar. The bass and drums are relentless in their pursuit and leave potholes in their wake. The one sheet suggests you will be singing by the second chorus but I defy you to hold back that long. So simple, so perfect. Like all great Punk 45's, this one is backed with a cover song. The Sex Pistols get taken to task as Blower pounds through "Holidays In The Sun." Aggressively played and sung to snot nosed perfection.
The 7-inch is wrapped in two photos by Chris Eudaley (art directed by the equally awesome Bobby Black) that amazingly evoke the paintings of Robt. Williams. I want to play "Hot Wheels, Cold Beer, Big Titties" through a stack, 500 speakers high, or I'll settle for the PA at Raceway Park. Either way, I want to play it loud and often. Thank you Blower.
-Pat Longo
"Your band looks like a few criminals and a slut. Swoon..."
-Chicken John
"BLÖWER comprised the sole local band of the day. Clad in leather, vividly colored pleather and throwback motorcycle helmets, BLÖWER proved they deserved this coveted spot. The power trio, complete with bassist babe Boobs McGee rocked the crowed with nasty biker songs such as “Hot Wheels, Cold Beer, Big Titties.†BLÖWER’s sound was akin to members of Kiss, AC/DC, and The Stooges gang banging a biker whore. In addition to their performance, BLÖWER took home the award for Best Local Artist. Too baked to understand they had won an award, Bobby Black called BLÖWER’s name several times before someone broke the news to the clueless band."
-Darren Cowan, regarding High Times Magazine's 2009 Doobie Awards Show
