Hell Hath No Fury
Reviewed By: Izzy Cihak
The sound of Hell Hath No Fury can only be described as bubble-gum-coated kink. Civet’s self-branded “Femme Fatale Punk Rock” blends the brash audacity of 1977 with easy-to-swallow (and quite yummy) hooks and choruses. On their second full-length the band produces the most playfully brutal sounds since The Distillers. “Take Me Away” and “Gin and Tonic” are chorus-happy sing-a-longs, while “Alibis” and “1989” are equally suitable for dance-floor brawls or rocking bathroom stalls at any punk club in the world. Even the trite-tastic “All I Want,” co-penned by Tim Armstrong (and likely intended for someone along the lines of Avril Lavigne or Kelly Clarkson), comes off as endearingly faux badass – possibly your little sisters’ gateway to The Donnas’ Lookout! years. In the tradition of Crucified Barbara and Betty Blowtorch, Civet continue to prove that hot chicks with painted lips, an abundance of ink, and a vast knowledge of Motorhead’s back catalogue rarely disappoint.