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Devilish Presley –
Memphisto
November Tenth Rec.
[KKKK]
'I saw The Bride Of Frankenstein have sex with The
Ramones, Marc Bolan and Joan Jett' claims lead vocalist Johnny Navarro on
'Hammer Horror Glamour' - neatly encapsulating nearly everything you need to
know about Devilish Presley in one cooler-than-thou- line. A deathrock duo
(completed by bassist Jacqui Vixen and a drum machine), they keep things
necessarily simple, trading on stomping beats, shimmering riffs and big.
easy cartoon hooks. Add a bit of Cramps - inspired psychobilly strut
to the mix, throw in a shades - of - Specimen slice of original Batcave
days goth and you have a glam-punk B - Movie horror album that's sleazy,
stylish and, above all, fun.
PAUL TRAVERS
For fans of The Horrorpops & Tiger Army.

DEVILISH PRESLEY
Memphisto (8.5/10)
Label: November Tenth Records
This is the London duo's third album and it's
more raw than their previous two, something that's helped them fill
support act places for The Meteors and Jayne County. These guys inject
the rock into roll and the garage into punk, although they're still a
difficult act to categorise. There's even a hidden track that pays homage to the offbeat sound of The Smiths.
Natasha Scharf
Rock n Roll,
horrorcore and gutter-punk take the nightshift off for a spin round the
boneyard in this offering from the demonic duo Devilish Presley. The
name says it all, the jive-assed spirit of the 50's and B-movie
obsession collides in a bar room bust up between G'n'R, Blondie and
Johnny cash. No doubt this booze-fuelled glitzed up double act are
plenty of silly fun to watch.
Louise Brown

http://www.bigcheesemagazine.com/
DEVILISH PRESLEY
Memphisto ***
Label: November Tenth Records
Glamour 'n' Goth duo name-drop
This duo sound like a band which is a good
start, a hybrid of glam rock, Goth and a bit of horror punk that has a
rocking edge. Twelve tracks pretty much embracing the
aforementioned styles in an effortless fashion. Having absorbed all that
goodness Devilish Presley don't mind name dropping a bit either. Elvis
(obviously) plus a whole host of artists from Jerry Lee to Joan Jett get
a mention but they needn't have bothered because it's all here in the
music. One minute you are listening to a bit of rockabilly guitar albeit
drenched in fuzz the next haunting acoustics and back again via the
1970's punctuated by lyrics with attitude. Great Stuff!
Simon Nott.

http://www.alternativelondonmagazine.com/Home.htm
DEVILISH PRESLEY
Memphisto
(November Tenth Records)
Never ones to rest on their laurels Devilish
Presley end a frankly spectacular year of touring with a third album set
to really challenge their Goth following. 'Memphisto' douses DP's dark
rock 'n' roll's roots music (Elvis, Robert Johnson, Jerry Lee Lewis are
all name-checked), adds some incendiary riffage and then ignites the
volatile mix with the Goth-riling, razor tongued lyrics to 'Prick Up
Your Ears' - sparks will fly.....
Alison B
DEVILISH
PRESLEY
"Memphisto"
(November Tenth records)
posté
le mercredi 10 mai 2006
Eeeeeeeeeexcellente surprise ! J’avoue que la pochette m’a fait
frémir, c’est genre ultra-looké chez ce couple basé à London.
Futes en cuir, mèche fièrement dressée (à la Titeuf, quoi) pour
monsieur, stetson pour madame, regard sombre... oops ! Un poil
too much quoi, ça me rappelle les Fields Of
The Nephilim qui grimpaient sur scène saupoudrés de
farine genre j’ai chevauché un mois dans la vallée de la mort...
On dirait les gonzes qui traînent leurs (grosses) semelles aux
Furieux, ce bar à Paname où j’aime parader attifé de mes plus
belles chemises à carreaux coupées aux manches et baskets en fin
de vie aux pieds... enfin bref, tu ne jugeras point un book à sa
couverture, comme disent les rosbifs, et c’est valable aussi
pour les groupes... parce que niveau zique ça le fait, et bien
même... un genre de téléscopage entre les
Cramps et Slade, avec des
morceaux de Damned période
"Phantasmagoria", si vous voyez... parce que
ça chante (les deux s’y collent, c’est du meilleur effet), et
c’est mélodique, et Glam à fond... c’est simple, certaines
chansons m’ont carrément fait penser au
Rocky Horror Picture Show... ça n’empêche pas les
morceaux d’avoir la niaque, avec une bonne obsession sous-culture
ricaine, muscle cars, bécanes chromées, horror-rock à la
Misfits...
Jacqui (bass) et Johnny
(guitar) s’en sortent haut la main, épaulés par une boîte à
rythmes puissante... « J’ai vu la fiancée de
Frankenstein en train de baiser avec les Ramones » qu’ils
chantent... vous mordez le tableau ?
Mike Hammer
http://www.likesunday.com/likesunday/

Devilish
Presley
Memphisto (November 10th)
Roll over Marc Bolan and kick Steve Jones out of bed. Devilish
Presley are back. It's time to get some loud guitars down yer.
Loud guitars on a Devilish Presley album? That, of course, is
not exactly news. Devilish Presley have certainly never been shy
of whacking it all up to 11. But this, the band's third
full-length release, sees the band employing an even bigger,
beefier sound than before. Memphisto is produced to hit you
right between the ears. It's shamelessly, gleefully overdubbed,
overdriven, and at times downright over the top. The album
sounds significantly different to the band's stripped-down live
incarnation, where the basic guitar/bass/drum machine/vocals
mash-up comes at you unadorned. In the studio, different rules
apply. Devilish Prseley have clearly set out to create a
snorting, seething, glam-bastard monster of an album, and blow
me down but they've succeeded. If it's noise you want, stomp
this way.
'Prick Up Your Ears' barges in like a police raid, Johnny
Navarro insisting that he's a 'Gutter punk in the house of fame'
as the guitar powers ahead. Throughout the album, the band sound
as if they've soaked themselves in Americana, but occasionally
they'll throw in a Brit-ism for incongruous effect, as here,
when the song wraps up on the line 'Prick up your ears,
baby/prick up your ARSE!' No sooner have we recovered from that
onslaught than 'Robert Johnson' hits us - the song is at once a
tall tale and a tribute to the 1930s bluesman and inventor
of...well, everything, really. In a way, it's the most
substantial number on the album, in that the subject matter is
clearly dear to Devilish Presley's heart. They obviously relish
getting their lyrical teeth into something a bit more weighty
than shameless self-promotion and sideswipes at the London
scene, which, by and large, are the themes of most of the songs
here. The guitar, naturally, is a big, bad racket, and right at
the end quite blatantly goes into the riff from T-Rex's '20th
Century Boy', a come-on-then-if-you-think-you're-hard-enough
taunt to the ghost of Marc Bolan if ever I heard one.
Just
in case Marc still doesn't get the message, the very next song,
'Hammer Horror Glamour', cops the riff from 'Children Of The
Revolution', which should ensure that the lawyers prick up their
ears if nothing else. 'Black Glitter' is a glam-rock bulldozer
of a song, while 'Trucks' lulls us into a false sense of
security with a sensitive intro, then goes hog wild with a
rip-roaring Jacqui Vixen vocal. 'Boy On the Fence' takes things
down a bit for real - it's an acoustic-ish ballad, a side of
Devilish Presley we never see in their live shows. 'Billy
Rattlestick' has a nice Duane-Eddy-in-the-water-tank guitar
intro before firing up into a four on the floor rocker with
Jacqui Vixen screaming out the vocal like she's trying to be
heard on the other side of the Mojave desert. And then, Johnny
Navarro nails his colours to the mast. 'In League With Elvis' is
his rock 'n' roll autobiography, a fantastical tale of devilish
deals with the king of rock 'n' roll at the crossroads at
midnight, a song that builds up to a frenzied crescendo with the
drum machine implacably thudding away, never throwing in so much
as a fill or a roll. It's a fine example of the Devilish Presley
philosophy - in minimalism, there is maximalism. Or, as they
would probably express it themselves, 'Hell yeah!'
'Starlings' is a witty, sardonic rant from the point of view of
a band on the un-superstar gig circuit. It's pointedly funny:
'Hey babe, ya wanna drink my rider?/All I got is five cans of
cider' - splendidly insulting: 'You're dirty, you look like a
toilet seat' - and gloriously surreal, as Johnny goes into a
free-form rant over the entire last half of the song: 'These
American punk bands, they're all sponsored by shoe salesmen in
Camden...if I don't make some money soon, I'm going to have to
start eating my fans!' I think it was John Peel who said
(possibly with special reference to Bruce Springsteen) that when
bands start writing songs about being in bands, it's time to get
worried. But I think Peelie would allow himself a wry chuckle at
this one.
'User Pattern' is a cautionary tale, a more gritty relation of
the Stranglers' 'Strange Little Girl', while 'Cat On A Hot Tin
Roof' wins the Word Power award for rhyming 'veracity' with
'mendacity' in the chorus. And to finish, we see Devilish
Presley finally giving in to Bo Diddley syndrome. This term,
coined by John Peel in reference the 1950s rocker who penned
many songs which, essentially, asserted that he was Bo Diddley,
certainly suits 'Jukebox Hades', which finds Devilish Presley
giving us a song about....Devilish Presley. If it's not exactly
the strongest thing they've ever written it contains a few funny
lines - the one about Jacqui Vixen driving a truck over your car
is a goodie.
This doesn't quite wrap things up, because Johnny Navarro makes
an unannounced return with an unbilled acoustic track which may
possibly be called 'God Bless Spite And Malice'. In this, he's
the last gritty rocker in town, a one-man army against bland
clubland and fashion-led psuedo-excitement. The lyrics are
cryptic - I suspect few people outside London will understand
his references, such as 'Murdering you just got a little
nearer/I could do it on any of your three floors' or 'Like every
B-movie ever made you'll have a crap ending' - but I suspect
denizens of London clubland will suss it out.
So, that's Memphisto. A crazy, funny, rumbustious, grandstanding
album, with the biggest, baddest guitar sound this side of Never
Mind The Bollocks. And underneath it all, a heart of hardcore
determination. Devilish Presley just might be the last band in
town who really mean it, man.
http://www.nemesis.to/devcd.htm
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Devilish Presley -
Memphisto (November 10th
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I wasn't aware
that Maidenhead was also known as Memphisto, but then again I
doubt that anyone other than Devilish Presley does either. Well
Pete pawned this off on me owing to its title's similarity to my
online moniker and upon looking at the cover I wasn't really
sure whether I was gonna like this at all. Thankfully it's very
rockabilly, funny and so full of dry wit that I couldn't help
but like it. The duo of Jacqui Vixen (Bass, Vocals) and Johnny
Navarro (Guitar, Vocals, Programmer) manage to combine 50s rock
with Misfits type ghoul humour and a healthy slap in the face to
the elitism of the London Alternative Scene. Opener "Prick Up
Your Ears" has Johnny sounding a hell of a lot like the Placebo
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but the guitars are far twangier, with the lyrics being far more
fun. "Robert Johnson" has been dubbed by many as the father of
modern rock and roll and this is definitely not a true story
about him. Now "Hammer Horror Glamour" has such a summer rock
feel to it that you can't help but want to bop along, which
pretty much goes for "Black Glitter" too. The yanks tend to
obsess a lot about "Trucks", but when you get a girl singing
about 'em it makes you think of them a little differently.
Jacqui's voice has an abrasive quality to it that matches her
shouted style really well and shows that what she lacks in
finesse she makes up for with enthusiasm. Taking a very acoustic
turn "Boy on the Fence" uses its minimalism to highlight all the
bands attributes that get lost on tracks like "Billy Rattlestick"
where they go hell for leather and I all I can see are 50s cars
in my mind's eye. The blues tinged "In League with Elvis" is
exclusively about the king and the most memorable track on the
CD. Groupies are synonymous with rock bands and "Starlings" is
all about that, or lack there of really. Slowing things down
again with plenty of lovely vocal melodies "User Pattern" and
"Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" are rock n' roll classics in the making.
Now that the fun ride into the 50s is over, "Jukebox Hades"
wraps things in Devilish style and has you going back for more "cos
the Devil has got all the best songs". The hidden/unlisted track
"Spite and Malice" has some petty nastiness directed at some
record stores/labels based in Camden, and I couldn't help but
chuckle here while listening to it, and worse relate to it.
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Devilish Presley - Memphisto
Rockabilly glam swing.
Wed Apr 12 05:37:10 2006
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To quote the old Ronseal adverts,
Devilish Presley do exactly what it says
on the tin. This feisty duo, with a drum
machine in tow, attempt to merge all the
best bits of rockabilly through to glam
into one neat gothic rock ball, and
fairs fair, they pull off not a bad
effort.
Album opener 'Prick Up Your Ears' makes
the listener to do just that with its
squealed vocals and up-tempo riffing
that hammer on from the first chord.
With an unexpected nod to Bob Dylans
'Subterranean Homesick Blues' before the
end of the track, its an intriguing
opener that seems to cover a lot of
bases.
The songs scream cult following and no
doubt the band will have their devoted
minions up and down the country. Whether
they will ever appeal to a wider
section, who knows and its hard to
figure if the duo would care too much.
They seem to be enjoying themselves and
what they do.
'Hammer Horror Glamour' brings to mind
T-Rex's 'Buick McKane' and its sleazy
boogie riff flows easily throughout the
track and the tongue-in-cheek merging
celluloid stars of yesteryear with
heroes of the first flush rock n roll
gives the track a great 1950s edge. With
countless reference to cemeteries, the
Goths will have their fill and will
hopefully put a smile back on one or two
of their faces.
'Trucks' up the squeals and in the
chorus, is there any doubt what would be
used to rhyme with truck and luck? You
would be feeling a little letdown if
they didn't use the f-word and
thankfully DP don't let anyone down.
Throughout the course of the record, the
swearing levels aren't excessive for
what you may think and there isn't
really any gratuitous swearing, it all
fits neatly into the moment!
Midway through the album a shocking
revelation befalls the listener, 'Boy On
The Fence' is an acoustic track,
showcasing a bit of soul and the best
bit is the way the they resist the
temptation to up the ante and kick in
with the heavy guitars but merely allow
the song to glide by. After this, right
up until the closing track, the flow
returns to heavy and fast but the small
break in the middle was well received.
As a whole, the tracks swing like a
cross between the blues, country and
glam rock. 'In League with Elvis' makes
lyrical reference to the cross roads and
selling your soul and these are not new
phenomena's by any shape or form but its
been a while since its been done so
joyously or with choruses feed backed to
the maximum. If you can imagine Eddie
Cochrane jamming with the Stooges, you
can begin to touch the feeling of this
record.
As they say "Ignoring us just got a
little harder...I'm gonna rub your nose
in shit" suggests an act bitter with
their enemies but having the tenacity to
prove their worth should keep Devilish
Presley busy for the next few years. If
DP are 100% serious then may God have
mercy on us all but otherwise, turn off
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Memphisto
Devilish Presley
Toxico
Reviewed by
Adam Harrold
Tracks: Prick Up Your Ears; Robert Johnson; Hammer Horror
Glamour; Black Glitter; Trucks; Boy on the Fence; Billy
Rattlestick; In League with Elvis; Starlings; User Pattern; Cat
on a Hot Tin Roof; Jukebox Hades.
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“Come on Everybody, let’s get on the
dance floor” screams bassist and backing vocalist Jacqui
Vixen to introduce Devilish Presley’s “Hammer Horror
Glamour”, one of the best songs on their debut album, “Memphisto”.
Boasting a name that neatly describes their sound, Devilish
Presley play what they refer to as ‘fright rock’ or ‘death
rock’, but is basically a mixture of Goth and old time rock
‘n’ roll with a smidgen of punk thrown in for kicks. Think
Chuck Berry and Evil Presley crossed with Him, The Ramones
and, oddly, the vocalist from Placebo and that’s what we
have here. It works very well too.
Though Devilish Presley only
actually have the two members, Johnny Navarro being the
second – hence comparisons with the White Stripes – you’d be
hard-pushed to notice the difference between them and a
larger outfit – such is the power of their sound. “Prick Up
Your Ears”, “Trucks” and “Jukebox Hades” are explosive
numbers that along with the majority of tunes on this album
promise to get the Goths doing the hully gully and retirees
moshing their hips away - something no other album could
surely ever dream of.
The best thing about “Memphisto”
however, is that ultimately it’s just a very catchy, cheeky
album that along with some swinging attitude and original
ideas results in a very enjoyable record. So get out your
poodle skirts and start practising the mashed potato,
because Devilish Presley want to show you a good time.
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[9.5/10]Devilish Presley –
Memphisto
2005, November Rec. 10th
Devilish
Presley na nowym krążku puszcza ponętne oczko w kierunku sceny Psychobilly.
„Memphisto” to płyta pod wieloma względami niezwykła. Fascynacja
rock’n’rollem i wciąż żywą legendą króla parkietu Elvisa Presleya znalazła
swoje odbicie w iście deathrockowym wydaniu. Coś niesamowitego. Unikalna
mikstura horror punka i rocka. Podejrzewam, że nie tylko w Europie drugiego
takiego duetu jak ta „diaboliczna” para próżno szukać. Oni są naprawdę
wyjątkowi. Ich trzecią płytę cechuje doskonała produkcja, co przekłada się
wprost proporcjonalnie na siarczyste brzmienie całości materiału. Jadą ostro
i stale do przodu. Nie ma czasu na odpoczynek i pierdzenie w stołek. Trzeba
się ruszać, bo i też na „Memphisto” Londyńczycy okrutnie przyspieszyli. Nie
sposób porównać nowych i starszych piosenek ponieważ to jakby dwie odmienne,
znacznie się różniące bajki. W tym przypadku spoiwem twórczości Devilish
Presley mogą być jedynie charakterystycznie soczyste wiosła. Brudne gitary
to nadal główna siła napędowa tej muzyki. Przy tych dźwiękach człowiek aż
rwie się do… kadilaka lub zwyczajnie spontanicznego tańca. I gdyby nie
jednostajnie pogrywający automat to „Memphisto” byłby ideałem. Specjalnym
dopełnieniem muzyki Devilish Presley są niezwykle ekspresyjne wokalizy.
Szczególnie poraża piekielny wrzask ponętnej Jacqueline. Kto by się
spodziewał, że słodko wyglądająca na zdjęciach istotka, może TAK mocno
ryknąć z gardzioła ;-). Pozory mylą. Za każdym razem podczas numeru „Trucks”
– odpadam! Jacquy przeszła samą siebie, kobieta demon, mistrzyni.
LAUREL (Poland)

DEVILISH PRESLEY
Memphisto
by Darren Smith
November Tenth NVMBR2004
Leading UK Punk, Goth, stars new opus
Third CD from the
independently minded Devilish Presley and there's no let up in the pace.
This is the band who will not allow themselves to be pigeon-holed. As
tracks unfold, the band deliver another storming set of tunes steeped
with references to former glories that only act as an indicator of the
future. All manor of music's historical references ("no one gets out of
here alive") get name checked throughout the lyrics along with The
Ramones, Joan Jett, Robert Johnson, Chuck Berry and Frankenstein for
good measure. The opening "Prick up your ears" is a calling card for
all that follows. "Robert Johnson" is a celebratory thank you to that
artist, with the bands last single "Hammer Horror Glamour" acting as a
thundering anthem that should have had clarion bells signalling its
arrival. Much rumoured next single "Black Glitter" talks about life on
the scene in the UK today.
The CD completely
alters kilter with "Trucks" when Jacqui Vixen takes over the vocals from
Johnny Navarro, the effect is like witnessing a splinter group within a
band, No solo albums from these two! "Boy on the fence" slows the pace
down a piece, with the greatest chorus treatment ever, the pace revs
back up on "Billy Rattlestick", whilst "In League with Elvis" continues
the identification of the bands unique sound (early collectors note -
there is a rare demo already doing the round on the compilation titled
"Dead and Buried vol 2")
The CD ends
"officially" with "Jukebox Hades" an autobiographical account of life as
a Devilish Presley. Look out for the unlisted bonus track at the end.
The band continues to experiment and grow with each new release and
avenues are opened up to be explored both musically and lyrically whilst
maintaining their standards of power, and, originality.
Well worth a spin.
GOTHIC MAGAZINE
DEVILISH PRESLEY
Memphisto (Recommended!).
Label: November Tenth Records
Devilish Presley, eine
erfrischend unverkrampfte Deathrock 'n' Roll- Band aus England,
veroffentllchen auf ihrem Label November 10th Records ihr inzwischen
drittes Album "Memphisto", das nicht nur im Titel augenzwinkernde
Wortspielereien und Verweise auf alte Helden enthalt. Musikalisch
liefern Devilish Presley wie gewohnt handfesten, enorm partylauglichen
Rock mit kleineren Gothic-und Blues-, grosseren Rockabilly- und
Deathrock-Einflussen, der den Zuhorer kaum einmal zur Ruhe kommen lasst.
Ob "Robert Johnson" die single "Hammer Horror Glamour", oder der
sing-along-Hit "Jukebox Hades" -die Musik lebt vom placeboesken Gesang
JOHNNY NAAVRRO und von einem unverfalschten, handgemachten Sound, der
ohne grossartige Effekthascherei auskommt und gerade dadurch vollig
unverbraucht und energiegeladen daherkommt. ob mit ruhigeren Stucken wie
"Boy On The Fence" oder energischeren Songs ("Trucks") Devilish Presley
werden ihrem Anspruch, die Energie und Leidenschaft des alten Rock n
Roll's reif fur die unsere Zeit zu machen, voll und ganz gerecht-und
haben damit jede Chance, bald zu den ganz Grossen zu gehoren-und das,
obwohl "Memphisto" einige Ecken und Kanten mehr abbekommen hat als das
vorgangerwerk "Disgraceland". Nicht nur fur bettkafer, (Death-)Rocker,
Psychobilly-Fans und verkappte Brian Molko verehrer(innen) unbedingt
empfehlenswert.
Daniela Turss.
It's a tough thing to pick five great albums
of the year. Especially when albums are bought, sold, swapped and...
well, had by other means, on a regular basis, regardless of the date
they where originally released. So pushing aside the back catalogue of
previous years' releases I caught up on in 05, I managed to compile my
best of the year. Michael Riley
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Devilish Presley - Memphisto - Independent
Making big waves in the London Goth scene.
Jacqui Vixen and Johnny Navarro have created a great Goth-a-Billy
group with a superior sound. With influences from The Jesus And Mary
Chain and The Cramps to Johnny Cash and Bob Dylan Memphisto proves
that Rock isn't dead... it's just hiding somewhere in Camden Town
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BUBBLEBUM SLUT
DEVILISH PRESLEY
Memphisto
Label: November Tenth Records
London duo Devilish Presley are a contrary
pair, having won the favour of the UK Goth scene like few other acts in
the past year they're now back with a typically confrontational third
album which will really test their black-clad crowd. "We're gonna kill
you graveyard dead/weeping tombstone tears with a hole in your head"
proclaims anthemic opener 'Prick Up Your Ears' with a shit-eating grin
and no words minced, before glam stomping pastiche supreme single
'Hammer Horror Glamour' knowingly chucks in every cliche in the book in
a perfect display of the lyrical wit which is one of DP's greatest
strengths. With the Placebo-ish shadowy sound of its predecessor 'Disgraceland'
all but abandoned its the bands classic rock 'n' roll influences that
comes fully to the fore on 'Robert Johnson' and 'In League With Elvis'.
Like their heroes far from ostentatious approach 'Memphisto' puts the
emphasis on plain ol' good songs with great choruses that would shine in
anyones hands, in any medium. Although with the added power of some live
drums behind them you can imagine they'd be ruddy amazing.
Bubblegum Slut.
TOPIC: MUSIC
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Devilish
Presley - Memphisto
It is tempting to make the claim
that Memphisto moves deathrock back
to its glam rock roots, but an album this good
transcends useless labels and genre distinctions.
The music of Devilish Presley is,
to put it simply, rock 'n' roll in its purest form.
Perhaps the band describes their music best in the
lyrics from "Hammer Horror Glamour": "I saw the
Bride of Frankenstein have sex with The Ramones,
Marc Bolan, and Joan Jett." You know you want to
listen to that.
For a two-piece, Devilish Presley make quite a
racket. Stomping mammoth guitars, thumping bass
lines, and a sexy, swaggering attitude to match.
This time out bassist Jacqui Vixen
even gets to take a few turns as lead vocalist, but
have no fear, Johnny Navarro's
acerbic yowl is still present and accounted for. You
might think that by their third album this duo would
be starting to mellow out, but you'd be dead wrong:
lyrically they take a few swings at the music biz,
London goth institution Slimelight, and other
unsavory folks. These two have a lot of sand for
your Vaseline.
Jack Shear
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DISGRACELAND
Devilish Presley
"Disgraceland"
(November 10th Records)
One of this month's most refreshing independent productions comes from
the british-australian duo D.P.
Horrorpunk meets goth, early-eighties-indie-rock and alternative. The
whole thing sounds as if THE BOLSHOI hammer an unholy alliance with
PLACEBO while THE DAMNED and SPECIMEN drop by to help the MISFITS ignite
the fires of hell. Guitarist, lead-singer and confessing rock'n'roll
junkie Johnny sounds like Trevor of the above mentioned BOLSHOI and from
time to time he strays from his way to move into Glam-Rock. Bassplayer
Jacqui meanwhile adds a pumping groove and spices up the chorusses with
her snotty backing vocals. Despite the DrumComputer, the two of them
rock the house as if their souls would depend on it and are even more
able to deliver, quite by the way, ten truly fresh and intruiging
song-pearls.
So "Disgraceland" becomes and album that provides a lot of fun
throughout but does not to reinvent rock. But then, given their
stormy and sympathic energy, they don´t need to. This album simply
grabs you and won´t let you go. Saying this I can undoubtly recommend
this one to everyone who is into dark melodic old-school-indie-rock.
(MK) = Marty Kasprzak ZILLO
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FIEND
MAGAZINE (Australia)
DEVILISH PRESLEY
"Disgraceland" (November 10th) CD
As much punk blues as accessible
goth rock, the sound of Devilish Presley (a band with perhaps the greatest logo
in music history) is energetic and raw. Ex-Melbourne bass-playing hottie Jacqui
Vixen and vocalist Johnny Navarro combine aspects of their wild and eclectic
tastes into the groups second full length release, the fabulously titled
"Disgraceland". Compared from everyone from Placebo and The Cult to
David Bowie, Devilish Presley moves contemporary British goth music away from
it's current piss weak, old school hangover, (haunted by the ghosts of The
Sisters of Mercy and Fields of the Nephilim). The band does this without going
too far the other way and dissolving into dubious trance dressed up as EBM or
shallow synthpop. "Disgraceland" is fresh, raw and rocking good fun
and the only thing more promising than another studio release is the rumour circulating of a 2005 Australian tour. www.devilishpresley.com.
Amber Hastings (Australia).
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