Chickenfoot Guitars

Check any of your pre-conceived notions about Chickenfoot, which are undoubtedly based on the individual members' previous and current associations as a guitar god and members of Red Hot Chili Peppers and Van Halen, respectively, at the door.

Lowa, IA (prHWY.com) January 17, 2013 - Check any of your pre-conceived notions about Chickenfoot, which are undoubtedly based on the individual members' previous and current associations as a guitar god and members of Red Hot Chili Peppers and Van Halen, respectively, at the door. While Chickenfoot is an amalgam of the members' hallmark styles (guitar god, funkdafied rhythms and raspy, semi-smoky, room-filling vocals, to be specific), the album actually stands on its own two, well, (chicken) feet! It's a bluesy, funky, hyper-charged, energetic album that makes the most of its members' strengths. No, it's not shocking that the album is funked out and blues-infused, but it's got its own identity. That's the surprising part! One might think that the members might drift too far from their comfort zones, but they color within the lines, so to speak. Sammy sounds like he did in For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge-era Van Halen, while Satriani rips licks and leads on anthems like "Soap on a Rope," "Oh Yeah," "Get it Up" and "Sexy Little Thing," which will induce truckers, strippers and fans of good time rawk 'n roll to raise a bottle of Bud Light in the air and then toss it back with reckless abandon! All the elements of the players' styles co-mingle into a cohesive, seamless blend that is never overshadowed by the members' pedigrees. The result is a more polished, modern, blue-collar, Middle America version of Led Zeppelin in that it's classic, it rocks and it undoubtedly owes influences to the blues. It's probably the most modern yet mainstream adaptation of the blues offered up by white musicians in quite some time.
Let's face it. Sammy Hagar isn't pondering philosophical issues in his lyrics, in his eponymous project, during his years in Van Halen or in Chickenfoot. Rather, he's adept at using turns of phrase that invite the masses and the mainstream to sing along. Perfect example of this? "How I wanna bee your hoochie coochie man? You got me eating out of your hand." It's fun, it's frivolous and its simple enough to sorta relate to! Hager's raspy, fingerprint-rare vocals are the perfect complement to Satriani's riffage, which functions as the album's anchor, and to Anthony's and Smith's ultra-solid rhythm section. Chickenfoot are a jigsaw puzzle where all the pieces fit and none are loss. There's no holes and Hagar is the unifying factor. There's even a sweet, mid-tempo, twanged-out rocker dubbed "My Kinda Girl" that will draw the ladies in. Ladies who like to party with the boys and who have lower back tattoos, that is!

While it may seem a bit of an overzealous accolade to mention Chickenfoot, who are on their debut album, in the same breath as Zeppelin, but there's a reason for such an assertion. All of the members of Chickenfoot have cut their teeth in some of the most successful rock bands of the last three decades and have cultivated their own sphere of influence. It's super refreshing that they were able to forge their own unique sound without giving up their sonic identities and being forced to veer too far from what each is known for.

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