This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
‘Hello, Canada! Are you ready to rock?! Here’s the hottest band in the land … Buckcherry?!’ Believe it, bub.
This L.A. quintet are cocked, loaded and ready to let loose with a sweaty, steaming batch of high-octane sleaze that flips a much-needed bird to the politically correct ’90s. And with the help of producer and ex-Sex Pistols guitarist Steve Jones, their debut disc is a holy terror that worships at the altar of the music trinity — sex, drugs ’n’ rock ’n’ roll. We’re talking squealing glam rock guitars, thundering rhythms and a leather-lunged singer leering “I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine.” Gene and Paul, Steve and Joe, and Axl and Slash would all be proud — except they’re probably green with envy.
