RATT

Invasion Of Your Privacy (Atlantic)

MOTLEY CRUE Theatre Of Pain (Elektra)

by Richard C. Walls

Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate what post-punk heavy metal is attempting to do—in an era of cultural retrenchment, revanchism and retreat, during a period when mainstream rock and pop is snoozy, sappy and safe as milk, at a time when a full three-quarters

of the Grammy presenters and winners come on like Herbalife salespersons, you gotta be thankful that somebody’s trying to keep rock scuzzy and disreputable (not to mention obnoxious and stupid and disgusting). But. These be hard times for would-be rebels—the rebel rules are so strict, the rebel route so predictable, what you sometimes end up with is just another flavor of timid conformity...