Wait a few more seconds and you’ll hear Vic Victor’s unique voice – a little Jello Biafra and a little Greg Graffin, but also something darker, deeper, sexier, à la Dave Vanian (The Damned), Dave Gahan (Depeche Mode), or Robert Smith (The Cure). His baritone voice has an operatic quality – with full vibrato and a sound that comes from the depths of his guts - that I’ve rarely heard in psychobilly/punk bands, and it adds weight to their tone.
Koffin Kats utilize their strengths on this album. It’s chock full of vocal harmonies, anthemic bits that get the crowd moving at shows, and clear, tight melodic phrases. These are songs that wiggle into your memory banks quickly and you find yourself singing the catchy choruses in no time. Vic Victor’s bass adds that psychobilly percussive click that complements E-Ball Walls’ energetic skills on skins, and Tommy Koffin brings a So-Cal punk flavor to his guitar leads. FYI: Tommy Koffin left the band recently (for health reasons, on good terms), so Ian has stepped in as the guitarist for the current tour.
There’s also a fair amount of diversity on this album, and within the songs themselves, as well. “Nostrovia” weaves back and forth between a shouted punk chorus and Vic Victor’s chilled syncopated warble, while “Wild Ride” is a fiery, fast-paced head-bopping piece with a brilliant vocal melody. Other songs vary from slow and sultry (“Domination Final”) to hoppy ska (in “I Saw My Friend Explode Today”) to marches with vintage rock’n’roll guitar solos (the addicting “Heading Off to Battle”) to bouncy rockabilly (“Her Name Was Rock and Roll”) to the toe-tapping rawness and innovative harmonies of “Asylum.”