The Jungle Rockers
Cool It Out (n / a)
Reviewed by Doug Freeman, Fri., July 11, 2008
The Jungle RockersCool It Out
The sophomore EP from Austin's premier greasers kick-starts with a yelp and riffs that don't ease up until the tank's tapped out. Rumbling out of the garage like Link Wray with a ferocious backbeat, the six tracks mod out the local quartet's familiar rockabilly jive with a pop touch. The opening title track injects a Bo Diddley beat with early Beatles fervor, every line laced with lust so that Jason Borkowski's laughing "I'm gonna cook ya some eggs, baby" winks a leering slouch. "Devil in My Head" unloads a primal pulse behind equally sexual howls, and "Big Mouth" picks up speed with full-throttle licks. Instrumental "Guts" and the grooving "Love Trap" ride surf rhythms, but "Lies" surprises with a smooth lilt that leans as much toward chiming doo-wop as greaser punk. Driving and gritty, Cool It Out does anything but.