Reviews
2003-07-02
The Amazombies aren’t a group of extra tall
Misfits fans, but actually a trio that utilizes
segregated different dressing rooms when they get
can them (two girls + one guy, and, yeah, he
plays the drums). It’s not easy being the sole
penis owner in a band like this, with the lyrics
of the bassist and guitarist so snotty and full
of tough, no-nonsense, liberated-chick spittle --
even their cover of “Riot In Cell Block #9” feels
like a male- bashing outburst -- so the poor
drummer needs time to himself occasionally. In
that lonely pre-show cubicle he doesn’t feel the
slap of lyrics like “leave me alone!” or “when
are you gonna let me be free?!”, but the formula
behind those emotions has already grown weary
long before
Bitches & Stitches, and The
Amazombies don’t appreciate how repeatedly it has
already been done.
Jason Thornberry
