The Best Kind of Dirty

“I Don’t Give A Fuck Where The Eagle Flies” is the perfect summation of the Moistboyz sound and style. Brash attitude, swear-laden lyrics, riff-happy hard-rock grooves and an infectious knack for melody litter the dark alley that is the Moisboyz IV. Dickie Moist spits rapid-fire barbs of frustration “Up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane / It’s a thorn in my side and it makes me insane / Aryan race with American eyes / And I don’t give a fuck where the eagle flies” laced with less anger or fury than you might expect. In fact it’s almost joyous hard-rock decadence. Such is the tone of the majority of the album coupled with a smidge of delay on Dickie’s vocals and just the right balance of distortion and sullied warmth on Mickey “Dean Ween” Moist’s guitar.Other early songs “Uncle Sam and Me” and “Captain America” continue the motif of Bush-era political frustration (the former upbeat and rowdy, the latter twangy palm-muted grooves) with the rest of the album boasting brutally unfiltered honest lyrics. The kind of unadulterated expression one prays for that actually manages not to be juvenile. Smutty and grimy perhaps, but thankfully it’s not juvenile.

“White Trash,” “Year of the Maggot” and “That’s What Rock and Roll Can Do” bring the raucous energy made for circles pits and dark seedy bars while the patient jam of “The Stalker” contain Mickey’s fantastic guitar adlibs and solos. Moistboyz IV may not be anything that could connect with a mass audience but for those that love uncompromised metal, punk and rock and roll will love this album.