Zebrahead – III
Ok, cards on the table, I think it’s only fair to point out that I’m a Zebrahead fan, and have been ever since I bought their second album, Playmate Of The Year, whilst browsing a record store (remember those?), looking at the 2 for 1 offer the shop was running. I think the other album I bought was More Betterness by No Use For A Name. For anyone unfamiliar with the band, they are a heady mix of Californian punk with a dose of White dude rap (think Hollywood Undead with more guitars), which on paper might seem unlikely bed fellows. Sprinkle on a liberal amount of huge pop hooks and sensibilities, and you get close to a definition. When listening to a Zebrahead album, you can almost feel the LA sunshine pouring out of the speakers, and ...
