Clutch - Strange Cousins From The West

[S.Blake]

We blast clutch when printing all the time.. love that gravel road song.

[dennyschmickle]

"Sleestack Lightning"

LOL

[Jimboyaka]

Been listening to this one pretty steady for the last month or so. It's not as good as the old stuff or Blast Tyrant, but I enjoy it loads more than Robot Hive or Beale Street. There was a lot of stuff on those that I felt like they were kinda trying too hard and it came of kinda generic. I like the simplicity of this one, all the songs just make me wanna sing along, so it harkens back to old days. Abraham Lincoln is the fucking shit.

[andydiesel]

Never could get into Clutch.

took me till about six months or so ago to get into them. i always wrote them off as a frat band like limb bizkit but with a tad bit more street cred.

[Rob]

it was an acquired taste for me as well.

as far as their recent releases, i don't think this new one comes close to robot hive / exodus.

[standard]

I used to try and push random metal-buyers towards Clutch all the time when I worked at the ol' music store. Pretty much 10 out of 10 had no interest. So weird to me.

[Rob]

"i wore my clutch shirt so they knew i meant business." - the big contest winner, tom.

i don't know why i remember that.

[perkins]

Camaro rock. I like it.

[Rob]

Camaro rock. I like it.

First we get some surgery,
Lose the kids then our identities.
But one thing I know for a fact,
Moustache stays right where it's at.
REO Speedwagon, Kansas to Boston.
My ankle bracelet, already gone and lost it.
Them yellow jackets keep the tired man from slacking.

Stole my Camaro, primer gray.
Took my suitcase, all my pay
Ain't got no tailights, grill full of fur.
How could you do this to me man so close to being cured?

We should get together and talk it over
At the Detroiter.
Delaware Destroyers, rocking with Dokken.
You front the money and I'll do all the talking.
Them Yellow jackets keep the tired man from slacking.

Stole my Camaro, primer gray.
Took my suitcase, all my pay
Ain't got no tailights, grill full of fur.
How could you do this to me man so close to being cured?

Come a little closer honey, I won't bite ya.
One more lager and I might learn to like ya.

Stole my Camaro, primer gray.
Took my suitcase, all my pay
Ain't got no tailights, grill full of fur.
How could you do this to me man so close to being cured?

[msaputo]

Pitchfork and Transnational Speedway League were as close to metal as Clutch got. I breathed Clutch back in the day, but they've kinda bored me since Elephant Riders came out...well except for Blast Tyrant. I still think the S/T in their pinnacle, probably because it blew me away when I first heard it...I was expecting another Transnational and they threw in the boogie. I think the reason they kind of bore me these days is I feel like Neil's lost his angry edge in his delivery.