I picked up this album handful of spare change, an as investments go, it has more than paid out. Each time I listen to this album, I want to cruise down the highway on a big old fat Harley D, pull into a roadhouse and order a cold beer. Then glass the barkeeper and challenge anyone who dare's rush to his aid.
This is a not designer stubble, faded jean, made-to-order MTV schlock. This is in yer face, lock-up-yer-daughters make Elvis look as harmful as a Teddy Bear, no-holds bar, "On Parole" rock and roll.
Being the "lost" Motorhead album, you may expect this to sound incomplete. Far from it! Lemmy's trademark bass & growl are in development, the songs are more blues-rock based, but tracks like "Iron Horse/Born to Lose" sums up the gonzo-metal appeal that Motorhead are famous for.
There is a true sense of freedom to this album. This music stands for everything the Idol machine is against, music that anyone can play. Rock and roll, on parole, let loose, allowed to play with passion and intensity. The very point of Motorhead. No rules except those we choose to follow.
Born to lose, live to win.