The Tyrant Lizard Kings

If you like your JD straight, your moustaches handle-barred and your music with a heavy dose of brutality, The Tyrant Lizard Kings need your
number. Their blend of Motörhead violence with the musical influence of
copious “jazz” cigarettes means that Six Shooter doesn’t take
itself too seriously. This gives rise to incredible song titles such as
opener Yippee-Ki-Yay Motherfucker, a viciously heavy statement of
intent with what sounds like a growling bear on vocals. It’s a
refreshing sound that puts two fingers up to anything that moves while still managing a convincing harmonica section in one song (Gentleman’s Measure). This said, though the sludgy stoner tracks like Don’t Blame Me, Blame the Funk are a quality beanbag rockout, distinguishing them
is about as easy as telling those identical twins you barely know
apart. With a bit more variety, the Kings are onto a stone cold winner.
For now, rely on their blistering live show. 3/5 [Gordon Bruce] - The Skinny

Sounding much like a series of samples taken from the tailpipes of an old Chevrolet Corvette, this Edinburgh trio simply slam from one booze-fuelled anthem to another, evoking the gods of stoner rock along with Motorheads proto-stomp. This is the rough, abrasive rock of biker bars and beer festivals, and for a relatively unheralded band, it's pretty damn good. The band rarely deviate from type, though they show a neat funk edge on the appropriately titled Don't Blame Me Blame The Funk, and the rancid blues of Gentlemans Measure also offers welcome respite. Elsewhere expect unpolished pedal to the metal fuel and fire. KKK (Steve Beebee)

- Kerrang