Saviours of metal? Give me a fucking break and shove your billboard hype up your bunghole. If this shit was released back in the 80s...wait nobody would've put this out in the first place without having these Aussies dress up like those chicks from Poison. But this is the era of bringing back the old sounds, and we've had so many bands do this with great results. Airbourne clearly isn't one. Modern day AC/DC? No way, Jose.

The production is huge, guitars sound vintage, raunchy and punchy, the vocalist is doing the dirty shouty rock n roll thing and they're doing big catchy choruses throughout the album. It's all good on paper, and I'll admit it, when you listen to this band one song at a time, it's perfectly alright, albeit highly derivative and butt rock-like. Listen to the whole album once, you're still fairly good but you're already feeling the lack of dynamics and their songwriting skills are way below the worst thing that AC/DC ever put out. What pisses me off most about this is the fact that guitar solos are hardly even there in their radar. This kind of music and no solos? You're fucking kidding me.

Look, if I were to hear a song from this on some rock radio, I'll probably be relieved that they're not whoring Arcade Fire or the latest refuse that RHCP or U2 put out, but that's not what we do here at kvltsite. We don't listen to numbers, we listen to music, we do it all the time relentlessly and are completely geeky about it. A bunch of good songs is all I ask for, and if it isn't clear yet, this album is a classic case of a no-go. Listening to this for the third time, which I just did, was like waiting for a classic Jenna Jameson-Asia Carrera live performance, but you're made to sit through the opening act of two ugly hairy lesbians looking into each other's eyes passionately while reading out poems about their genitals and their love for each other. Let's get to the real thing already.

Label: Roadrunner
Year of Release: 2007-08