Chickenfoot III

I think every music-head (AKA music snob) has at least one genre of music they are a bit embarrassed by – for me that is pop metal (e.g. Def Leppard, Van Halen, Poison, Guns n’ Roses, etc.).  This style of music seems crass compared to my alleged erudite taste.

But let’s face it there is time for a fine Itailian meal with good wine and there is time for White Castles and cheap (but cold) beer.

So along comes Chickenfoot’s second album.  Unlike most sophomore albums this one is actually better than the debut.

For those of you not familar with Chickenfoot they are a “super group” made up of mega-guitarist Joe Satriani, Michael Anthony and Sammy Hager from Van Halen and Chad Smith of the Chili Peppers.

They make wonderfully mindless white bread pop metal.  If you regularly listen to a classic rock station you should like this.  I like classic rock, but I am so bored with the same tunes I have heard for the last 40 years.  So I am grateful when dinosaur rockers bring some new quality material to the table.

This is a pretty diverse album – a couple of tunes would not sound out of place on a late 80’s Van Halen album and a couple would not sound out of place on a late 80’s John Mellencamp album. So put on you sunglasses, roll down the windows, rev the engine, turn up the stereo and rock out to the latest Chickenfoot.