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Music To Get Shit-Faced To!

by Steve Newton

...You know that cool rock noise that occurs when a skilled guitarist with a loud amp runs a pick sideways along the neck of his instrument?.  Well, Royal Grand Prix guitarist Rocky Romoli creates that lovely racket most effectively on "Well Oiled Machine", the first tune on the band's 'High Performance'.  That choice snippet of raunch-rock dynamics is inserted directly after an Ace Frehley-type solo, and sets the stage for 15 tracks that blend the vocal banter of the Beastie Boys, the machine-gun rhythms of the Ramones, and the catchy melodies of Urge Overkill.  Lyrically, the group makes rowdy fun of everyone from Doukhobors to cover bands to foulmouthed girlfriends to squeegee people...

The Georgia Straight

One the best live acts on the West Coast

by Denise Sheppard

...There's no denying it, this band is obsessed.  The RGP are four boys made up of two things - gasoline and testosterone.  Pierce them and are they not flammable?  Oh yeah, baby.  Chords coming from their amps that sound like engine revs, song tiles like "Well Oiled Machines", "Full Service" and their live classic "Squeegee Boy" make their intentions crystal  clear.  But enough about their hot rod fixation: the bigger question is does the music hold up?  Hell, yeah!  High Performance is track after track of stomp-along punk rock fun...

Exclaim! Magazine

There's no posing here, just heavy, riff-oriented rock

by William Peyton

...These B.C. boys like their punk thick, crunchy and a little bit silly (see "Scabies," "Damned Cover Band" and "Squeegee Boy" for starters). There's no posing here, just heavy, riff-oriented rock that manages to combine punk's nasty edge with a sort of metallic rockabilly and enough hooks to catch a carp. A perfect party disc....

Canada Campus Magazine

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1999-03-18 17:34:10
St. Louis Sings the Blues
Just off the Texas swing of the NOMEANSNO Dance Of The Bedless Bourgeoisie Tour. The Royal Grand Prix claim St. Louis (Saint Loser Misery as per local), Missouri. The Prix grow fatigued at the continuous task of autographing the outside and inside of women's clothing. Undeniably ... we are geeks from Canada. We now rule Hollywood. In San Francisco, Jello Biafra refused to accommodate the rowdy Prix. Flagstaff, AZ, On Route 66 we devoured local ice cream. In Austin, TX, we were almost struck by lightning while doing soundcheck. Now we continue up Tornado Alley.... we miss steak and kidney pie!!!! Stan at the Railway Club in Vancouver yelling at us, "drink up and leave".... Brett Hull is For Sale.
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