Item: Slash
Rating: 6
Author: rollingstone

6.0/ 10

“It's the anti-Chinese Democracy. If Axl's masterwork was a solitary quest for perfection, Slash's solo debut is a freewheeling group hug. The former G n' R guitarist doesn't sing, of course, but his snake pit runneth over with all-star cameos. Wolfmother's Andrew Stockdale gets his Zep on, Fergie plays Eighties metal vixen, Adam Levine massages […]”

It's the anti-Chinese Democracy. If Axl's masterwork was a solitary quest for perfection, Slash's solo debut is a freewheeling group hug. The former G n' R guitarist doesn't sing, of course, but his snake pit runneth over with all-star cameos. Wolfmother's Andrew Stockdale gets his Zep on, Fergie plays Eighties metal vixen, Adam Levine massages a ballad, Ozzy phones one in from the depths, Lemmy barks some Seventies punk, Iggy slithers, Grohl crushes. Slash didn't need to give two songs to his hammy touring vocalist Myles Kennedy, but the guy's Axl-scat is pretty tight. Sure, the songs are Velvet Revolver-minus, but every solo Slash plays is like a crotch-rocket ride to the corner of Fire Street and Hair Boulevard.