From the rugged, winter blues‐free bowels of Australia, Tracer’s part‐biker, part‐stoner, part‐dirty Desperado‐evoking rock’n’roll formula hath cometh in full on their second LP.
It’s wonderful how a record can sound so heavy and sweaty, but still retain a fundamentally sunny soul. The QOTSA‐esque stomp and fuzz of Manic For Ya is fresh and gritty, while Dead Garden blends contemporary rock with delicious licks… all damn enjoyable.
One of the most appealing aspects throughout is Tracer’s capacity for simple, but not ‘stoopid’, rock’n’roll — aided by gorgeous production from Bonamassa/ Slayer/ Zeppelin man Kevin Shirley. Yes, they deal heavily in cheery macho abandon, but it doesn’t mask the original thinking at work — Hangman excels particularly, sliding from atmospheric strings to monstrously satisfying chorus hook.
Ultimately, what could have been just another well‐meaning rawk’n’roll romp has materialised as something far more sophisticated and interesting. High‐calibre fun.