Album Review: My Left Boot - Summer Songs

Dear Melbourne,

You've done it again. As if your ever-evolving cycle of genres weren't impressive enough, you go and reintroduce us to My Left Boot. Sure, their hard rock spells and wailing guitar riffs have been doing the rounds for a few years now, but their debut full-length album spells it all out for us: your womb has spewed forth another killer band.

Summer Songs, my dear Melbourne, does not restrict itself to the warmer months. Sure, that's the best time to drink beer and throw oneself around a sweaty band room (which My Left Boot demonstrably suggests one does), but to do so would restrict oneself to listen to Summer Songs only in one season. And given that you are prone to throw down one heck of a winter, this would be to deny oneself the pleasure of My Left Boot's company all year.

Oh Melbourne, while you did not spawn Queens Of The Stone Age, Iggy & The Stooges, or Led Zeppelin, those bands' sounds have planted their roots in the puddles of your alleyways and corner bars, and into the ears of this band. And, as My Left Boot's sound formed amid the beer-soaked sticky carpets of your inner suburbs, it transformed itself into a fully-fledged entity that has your fingerprints all over it.

Because, my beloved city, My Left Boot have created one shit hot record. They have thrown everything they have into Summer Songs. Seeing them play these tunes in your pubs and clubs, drenching their fans with oozing rock'n'roll has been a sight to behold for years, and now we welcome them into our homes, our cars, and our ears. And we drink your blood every time we do.