Yea, Chinese Democracy is going to be the new Sarah Palin around these parts.

Anyways, Jessie Hughes, aka the singer/guitarist for Eagles of Death Metal whom was thrown off of 2006’s Guns N’ Roses tour, had a chance to review Democracy. The results were pretty much not what I expected. Hughes said that the album was very good, with his only criticism being that Axl’s voice sounded kind of robotic… oh, and that this isn’t a Guns N’ Roses album at all.

But Hughes does have one gripe: “To say that it’s Guns N’ Roses, which is the L.A. freaks who hit the streets and made you scared and your women were being hidden, and you have this ugly son of a bitch on guitar shredding — I don’t think it’s fair to say that this is Guns N’ Roses. When you’re releasing multiple albums and you’re a band, you’re part of a lineage. You’re saying you started here, and from here comes forth this. You can’t do that with the new GN’R. This is Axl Rose’s solo album. There’s nothing Guns N’ Roses about this. It’s a great album, but it’s not Guns, and it’s an insult to all of us to call it that.”

Hughes doesn’t think Chinese Democracy does anything to diminish Guns N’ Roses’ rock-and-roll legacy, but he feels “it helps to contrast and highlight it, because if you’ve even heard one track off of [1987's] Appetite for Destruction, you’re immediately going to go, ‘That’s not Slash.’ And to me, that’s cool, because Slash has the rad stuff. Axl — he just has implants.”

Personally, I’m not diggin’ the album. It’s saving qualities are in some of the guitar licks, being that everyone who’s anyone in the industry has worked on this (including current guitarist Bumblefoot). Besides that, it’s very…very overproduced, which starts taking away from the overall appeal of what we love about G’N'R.

Apparently MC Lars is stoked for it though, as featured in the amazing video podcast below me.

Cuckold. Think Victorian times, where a highly conservative society represses every and any sexual thought. Sex is never openly discussed, orgasms are one-sided and skin-on-skin contact is a necessary, unpleasant evil. In this repressive male-dominated society, there still exists thrills of the sexually illicit nature, but they are often hidden away from sight. When wifey isn’t getting the goods at home, sometimes she has to go around the block. Hence, the wife seeks the company of another man, and the husband becomes the cuckold. Sometimes he’s way down with it, too.

Which brings me to the Synthesis Band You’ll Never Hear Of Band of the Day: Cuckold-e-sac. That’s my new band. I just made it up this morning. I’ve convinced Dallas Killbot to join. No songs have been written yet, but the whole concept is we’re going to write songs about being cuckolded, and forced to submissively watch our wives suck other men’s dicks. It will be really, really, really fey indie-pop….the kind that would make Belle And Sebastian look like the Eagles of Death Metal on methamphetamines. Maybe we’ll all play glockenspiels, recorders and autoharps. Singing in falsetto unison. Ryan Prado’s down. Stay tuned.

Special thanks to Married To The Sea for the inspiration this morning. Your cartoons are amazing when they don’t totally suck.