They are ridiculous refined, a wide-eyed, sex-charged disco-metal beast, voracious for that sacred cow. Together, this sextet of hearty cocksmen rewrite the periodic table of party rock. If you’re not on the train already, it’s time you got on board. I’m fine with that, and you should be too, because Electric Six are supreme champions of everything unholy and awesome about rock n’ roll.
This is, in all likelihood, the most biased review you’ll ever read.
