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Mangrenade / Press

“Mangrenade is the latest discovery. I was more drawn to check the band out by the artwork than by what they wrote (which I did read, well worth it). I was pleasant;y surprised by these tunes. They kinda have a Queens of the Stone Age meets an alternative punk-ish sound. It’s pretty damn good. It’s not going to win a Grammy anytime soon but still pretty good for a smart music fan to get into.”

“There are many trends in music these days. If you turn on the radio you can hear what the ‘industry’ deems as what people want, or you could listen to music with no rules. Mangrenade is a great band to begin with. Hailing from Cincinnati Ohio, this self-described dirty rock and roll band has a sound that is almost perfectly balanced between 1970 and just about anything that Jack White creates. Their music knows no boundaries, lives by no rules, and swings to their own style of swag. Their new album More Than a Handful will give you a taste of what real rock and roll is all about. ”

“This one kinda took me by surprise if I'm totally honest. Not that that's a bad thing, I just didn't expect to dig the particular brand of rock n roll that was on the cards here. I'll admit, it didn't really grab me at first, and it did take a couple of listens for it to really sink in, but goddammit, if the opening to Deep Cut doesn't get your feet involuntarily stomping along then you must be... Ha!... Oscar Pistoius. No, but really, if you do own a pair of feet (or even just the one), then Mangrenade will certainly get them moving. Tapping into a tone that falls somewhere between 60's rock and roll and modern day southern rock the Ohio trio twist and turn so much it almost defies a one true genre. Again, not at all a bad thing, providing you do right, and for the best part the guys do.”

“There’s something to be said about swagger. No, I’m not talking about hip hop’s swagga or the asinine invention of swag. I’m talking true swagger: walking into a bar and having people wonder if you’re already drunk or not. Or playing music so loud that it hurts normal peoples’ ears, but makes the old, leather jacket wearing, show warriors turn around and take notice. It’s the ability to walk a fine line between practiced, planned, intensity and balls to the wall insanity. Nowadays, few bands have it. Everything is overproduced, overprocessed, and underwhelming. And it is allthese things that Cincinnati’s Mangrenade stick a drunken middle finger up to. ”