Beer Baby is the fourth album by alcoholically challenged Auzzie's Drunk Mums, who have failed to get their mums to sober up since the bands last release in 2020, so that once again Jake "Dingo" Doyle, Dean Whitby, Adam Ritchie, and Jonny Badlove are back to drink you out of house and home in the name of high-octane rock & roll madness.
The album opens with New Australia that reworks the classic New England into a heroic rant at the insane cost of living in the New Australia where you may as well get drunk, as you can't afford to get a mortgage on a shack, let alone a decent place. As they get all hopped up on Cheesecake and ciggies as having fun is mandatory, as are effect laden guitars, as the drums get ready to let loose.
Slippin' Up is what happens after they've found out why old English blokes keep asking them if they give a XXXX, as they get more out there with fried at the edges guitar, over the steady yet soused drums, ready for them to get properly trippin.
Mutant is the super speedy mutant child of Radio Birdman and the Celibate Rifles ready to blast your brains, once you've knocked back a dozen or so girlie Fosters.
Bet On Black as all the dials are kept firmly in the red, as they pull another 18-hour shift at a mind numbing job, that barely pays enough to survive, so you may as well bet the weeks wages on black, on the off chance of having some spare cash for a change, as some proper stooge like guitars rage across the speakers.
Apocalypse may be reworking Turbonegro's Apocalypse Dudes into an anthem, for the joy of the start of Covid when they realize they didn't have to go to that dead end job again, as they hope they can persuade mum to make them some decent food for a change, as they can't bear the thought of another week surviving on vegemite sarnies.
Livin' At Night is the main single from the album and is a stomping punk anthem for the drunken delights of a proper nocturnal existence, once the daily drudgery is done, you can once again sink a couple of brews as they want to stay up all night partying.
Magazines sadly isn't a cover of the John Cale paranoid classic, as this lot are all hoping to not get caught by Mum reading the wrong kind of magazine, well actually they just don't want to feature in that magazine, as if they will get a feature in Grazia or Vogue any time soon, unless they hook up with some Auzzie reality TV stars which seems unlikely.
Saturday has the feel of a classic pop punk anthem for everyone to sing along with, as they tell us about the joys of a good Saturday night out and about, with a good short fizzing guitar solo to make clear the sort of fun they like having.
Not My Dad is fast frantic angry as all hell punk rock attitude, as hardcore as they get, when they find out that the bloke they call dad isn't really dad, this feels like Sloppy Seconds on a total bender.
The album closes with the phone ringing at the start of From The Hop that's an angry bile ridden rant that gives Airbourne a run for there money, as they have tins of VB clipped to their belts like modern day gunslingers.
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