This came out in 2001 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Any band that tackles The Dead Boys classic Third Generation Nation gets a point in my books. And any act that pulls it off as snottily perfect as Electric Frankenstein don’t need to do anything else to prove themselves.
But these New Jersey rockers aren’t resting on that laurel. Annie’s Grave, their ninth album — give or take — is 35 minutes of blistering horror-rawk that proves you only need three power chords and one killer beat to be a rock god. Songs like Fistful of Rock, The Perfect Crime and Already Dead gene-splice the Noo Yawk mook-rock of The Dictators, the Detroit metal hoodoo of The Stooges and MC5, the riff-punk power of Supersuckers and the three-chord propulsion of The Ramones in their prime. It’s alive, baby. And it’s coming to get you.
