God Bless Satan

The Devil finally gets his due with the formation of , the world's first satanic band, and the release of the group's debut full-length, . Devil worshipers they may well be, and who can blame them -- since it's obvious that Satan has all the best songs, as this album (13 tracks long, of course) proves. But those who might imagine this as a dread-filled set -- awash in gothic atmospheres or, conversely, a hybrid that sacrifices to the likes of -- are in for a surprise. Only the intro to hints at the former, while nothing within suggests the latter. Instead, the band delivers an album of mostly upbeat, -based skankers, flush with brass and brimming with good times. Drenched with irresistible melodies, infectious choruses (just try not to sing along with ), and exhilarating instrumentals, are destined to be party favorites. However, wallflowers will be content to stay off the dancefloor and concentrate on the fabulous musicianship, for the brass players obviously sold their souls to sound so tight and unleash such phenomenal solos, while the exuberant rhythm section and jubilant keyboardist's salvation are equally in doubt. Regardless, are having such a grand time from the get-go that it's clear damnation doesn't faze them one bit. However, like their progenitors, most of the lyrics are downbeat, many painting vivid vignettes of clashes, emotional crashes, and flashes. There's humor as well, from the Oscar Meyer bologna jingle that's tucked into the band's theme song to their jubilant version of Lead singer is true to his name, shifting genres before one's ears, impossible to pin down stylistically, but always the consummate performer and entertainer. Moving far beyond and owing little to Jamaica's originators, have carved out their own musical niche, -based and brass-led with unbeatable melodies. You'll be thanking Satan, too. ~ Jo-Ann Greene