The Ratrod Cats are a
refreshingly retro rockabilly trio from Cape Town who definitely do not worship
at the psychobilly altar. Their debut album, Come On Snake, Let’s Rattle (2013) is a showcase for an apparent
love and respect for a genre that is one of the most enduring rock and roll
offshoots from the Fifties, probably the
most exciting too.
The term rockabilly is an
obvious combination of rock and hillbilly, the fusion of the visceral power of
early rock and roll and rollicking backwoods country, with the volume pushed to
overload. The typical Fifties rockabilly act was powered by a simple, relentless
backbeat, walking bass lines and a shrill skittering lead guitar with leads
that are all over the place, the whole guaranteed to promote excitement and
frenetic jiving. The Fifties rockabilly bands were the Pacific Northwest punk bands
of their day. There were many of them that never made it big, yet released
local records and were big in their hometown for a year or two.
Rockabilly, like the blues,
never died out and just went underground for many years, apparently kept alive
only by the Teddy Boys and neo-Teddy Boys in the UK. It is not coincidental that
The Stray Cats made it big in Britain before they became popular in the USA. In
the Eighties bands like The Cramps pioneered the punk meets rockabilly subgenre
that became known as psychobilly and South Africa even had its own psychobilly
band in The Psycho Reptiles. It seemed that psychobilly simply required a huge
quaff, punk speed and bad attitude. Currently we have Martin Rocka who not only
has the wrestler mask and the power rockabilly riffs but also specialises in
quite offensive sexist humour that is probably meant to be cartoonish.
The Ratrod Cats have a quite
traditional sound with the obvious advantages of modern technology and they are
determined to update a genre that is often the subject of po-faced imitation
rather than innovation. The Ratrods do not particularly innovate and there are
many echoes of well-known songs and riffs in their self-written songs but,
having said that, they also do not sound like a tribute band. On the whole this
is a satisfying album though one wishes every now and then that the musicians
were not so careful and would just go crazy for a few minutes. Perhaps they
save that craziness for the gigs they play.
I am not sure whether the
lyrics are sometimes deliberate throwbacks and knowing steals from the
standards or are just lazy rhyming. When one seas song titles like “Rock Tonight”
or “Rockabilly rebel” one wants to cringe but then there are the wonders of “I
Ain’t Lying,” “Under Your Spell” and “Katalina” and the penny drops. These guys
can write really good tunes. The only real let down is that vocalist KC Royal
does not quite carry off the braggadocio or outright menace that the songs
demand. A rockabilly singer must have some manic in him that is just eager to
burst out in song.
Although some of the knowing
rock and roll clichés are a tad forced and makes
one wonder why the songwriters could not have been more original and inventive
in their homage, the music is party music and swings quite nicely and is
enjoyable to listen to. I would say that this is decent effort as a debut and
would hope that The Ratrod Cats can sustain their career fro long enough to
release another record with some improved songwriting and music that truly
captures the feral intensity of the best rockabilly.
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