Superbees – Top of the Rocks

January 01, 1970



The Superbees unexpectedly reunited last year, and the
action rock world is the better for it. The L.A.
quartet announces its return to the ranks with Top of the Rocks, six slabs of molten rock & roll that gives a
keep-it-cool salute to its forebears in Detroit,
New York and its own mean


Dave James is a one-of-a-kind frontman in this milieu – able
to rock out with his cock out, while holding back just enough to keep from
being over the top. James isn’t a poser, overcompensating for a lack of true
conviction with strained vocals and riffs so far in your face they’re blowing
the back of your head off – you get the feeling from songs like “Silver Jet”
and “Sin & Glitter” that he really does believe rock & roll is the only
thing that matters. It’s that attitude that makes up for James’ inconsistent
songwriting (thought even his lesser efforts are better than the cover of
Aerosmith’s “S.O.S. [Too Bad]”). When the Superbees are on, though, they’re
fucking on.


Jet,” “Sin & Glitter,” “The Lonely Kind” MICHAEL TOLAND

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