Thursday 5th April 2018
The subterranean basement of Sound, Liverpool is the perfect environment to witness a band like Snakerattlers; descending into this underground darkened lair reinforces the feel of entering an alternate world, a world occupied by those on the fringes, pushing the boundaries – those perhaps who were ‘born bad’.
Dan Gott has the look of such an individual; heavily tattooed, bug eyes, peering from beneath a heavy quiff, to his left stood in front of a 2pc upright drum kit is fellow Rattler’, and wife Naomi. Naomi looks like a sweet girl, a slight frame topped with a smart bob, a regular at church whose parents are still to recover from their first meeting with their now son-in-law – looks as we know can be deceptive for as Naomi begins to pummel the kit hammering out a primitive beat Mo Tucker herself would be proud of its clear Naomi knows a thing or two about the dark recesses of rock ‘n’ roll.
Dan stood at 90 degrees to the audience yelps into the microphone, then launches into a frenzied explosion of dripping raw primal rock ‘n’ roll, instantly magnetic, the audience don’t dare look away for fear of attracting his attention; think Lux Interior, Iggy Pop, and Paul P Fenech.
Gott sings with malevolent vengeance all the while thrashing at his guitar, an array of effects pedals being viciously kicked into submission – the formula is simple enough, solid drum refrains, twangy guitars and howling vocals, but Snakerattlers deliver with such blazing intensity that they utterly captivate; the short set draws from their 2017 debut ‘This Is Rattlerock’ (LTW Review) and new material including the likes of ‘Lose My Mind’ and ‘Standing On My Own’ which have a slight garage vibe running through them, by the time the self-eulogising ‘Rattlerock Rumble’ begins Gott like the devil’s own hound on heat is into the audience, his guitar scything a pathway to complement the guttural roar… new tracks like ‘Ooga Booga’ demonstrates Snakerattlers inmate knowledge of dirty rock ‘n’ roll, whilst the instrumental ‘Death Valley Driver’ has a welcome surf vibe, albeit a wave that is about crash plunging you into a swirling vortex.
Snakerattlers deliver an intense, wildly energised, super heated performance that finishes with the genuinely born bad ‘Ripper Rattle Rock’, everything is on overload, Naomi is hammering out a hot rod beat as Dan delivers his hellfire sermons, the whole set a salaciously dirty hob nail stomp, an infectious blaze of sound that connects both band and their shell-shocked audience.
Snakerattlers ‘This Is Rattlerock’ is available on CD and DL direct from the Snakerattlers.