"Chugga chugga chugga chugga thrash thrash; chugga chugga chugga chugga thrash thrash!"
Insert wails, "yeah's," guitar solos, massive drum splashes, hop in your GTO (through the driver's side window, of course), run a comb through your hair while sparking a Zippo to your cigarette, peel out, inhale some of the rubber fumes and crank up "Forbidden Fruit": that's the preferred way to enjoy the new album from local rockers Four on the Floor.
Since 2007, the four-piece has made a name for itself opening for Ted Nugent, Jackyll and Heart, among other huge names, and took home a cool 10 grand during a Capri Casino battle of the bands. This morning, I wound up stuck in traffic with the album vibrating my decidedly un-rock 'n' roll Honda. I didn't bother getting my morning coffee. Fans of Smoke Up Johnny: heads up.
Kicking off the night: The Fuzz. Great name.