Since rock had a life of its own, Stone Dead decided it would be better to engage in a rock record telling the story of the sound itself. Thence comes “Good Boys”, their debut record, where the genre’s history is personified by Tony Blue, a crazy dude who deranges in all the typical and unavoidable excesses of a rock’n roll star. He lives each song to the max, from birth to death.
“Good Boys” reignites some forgotten principles of the rock mojo that has made it electrifying over the years, namely its never ending feeding cycle, where sledging guitar riffs pulls you in with mad bass grooves, with detailed, melodic lines for the drumkit to ride on. The formula is brought back by the Alcobaça-based outfit, who weirdly seem to have attend some cool riff school from 67 to 77. Despite having checked all the right inputs to make good rock music, with stoner’s energy and some psyched-out endeavors, Stone Dead won’t stop at a mere revivalist record, having created a mixture complex enough to be coined as their own, something one can listen to in each drum fill, guitar hook and bass melody of this trip of a lifetime.
Whoever said rock is dead didn’t listen to Stone Dead. We know it is ironic to listen to a record such as “Good Boys” in plain 2017, but this road Tony Blue has to walk on only has to directions: you can both feel like entering a wormhole directly connected to the PA system of Woodstock festival, or like you’re listening to the record rock stars didn’t came to release. We’re doing it now, anyway. Ride along!