Band:	Ovrevolt
Album:	Rust
Style:	Rock
Release date:	2009

01. Just Like Suicide
02. Wine
03. Lost In Translation
04. Wild One
05. Harm's Way
06. Spinning In Blue
07. Shovelman
08. Rust

Ovrevolt, a Chicago-based classic metal-tinged rock outfit, play the sort of simple, light, groove-laden, Chicago-brand blues-sprinkled tunes that will, with ease, get your mom to, at some neighborhood shindig, after more drinks than you're comfortable seeing the woman who raised you consume, get up, clap her hands, do a jig, and embarrass every ounce of familial pride right the fuck out of you. They play old-timer music for an old-timer crowd. Rust has smidges of everything from later BB King to early grunge, a little Tim Sult of Clutch, and that old group that comes out of your local guitar shop for 50th birthday parties and a state fair every now and again.

But this newish album here is weirdly refreshing. It's a nice reminder that good old American local rock bands are still around and can still rock the fuck out. They're alive and shaking their walkers, taunting us young folks and our P.O.D and Monster Magnet albums with all of their practiced, fun jamminess.

Ovrevolt plays the way you'd expect gig-weathered and bar-scarred underground rock n rollers to play. They play like they know each other's styles through and through, yielding lots of little chunks of improvisation (or what seems like it). Their tunes are simple, yes, definitely, but they're genuinely nuanced too.

So rub on some Bengay, take your Oxybutynin, start considering your strategies for the looming bridge match (that bitch Myrtle can't be allowed to win again), and listen to this. Calling it a blast wouldn't be much of an ovrestatement?