Rock baby rock. The "Hellacopters" are one of the new breed to bring good ol' kick ass rock-n-roll back to the masses. Big rockin' Marshall stacks of guitar blasts and fast rock tempos with anthem vibed chorus breaks.

Think KISS when they rocked hardest (they even have one song called "Paul Stanley"). Think Ted Nugent with less grandiose trappings. Think anything that rocks simple and hard in the old school 70's big rock mentality and then strip it down with shorter, more punk rock structures.

Blistering lead work abounds to further etch this as guitar rock. There is an undeniable sweaty, greasy charm about the "Hellacopters," and their one-trick approach satisfies surprisingly well considering they pound the same idea over and over. A lot of these songs are very interchangeable, but since they all rock, you can just stick the disk on random and rock out accordingly.

The biggest separating factor comes in the way of intros to songs (i.e. "The Electric Index Eel" with it's quick pull-off execution, or the jumpin' "The Devil Stole The Beat From The Lord"). Since the "Hellacopters" only know two speeds, fast and faster, when they manage to pull down on a section it helps define the songs from one another. This album will sit best with rock purists on the retro-trip, since the "Hellacopters" liberally borrow their whole sound and approach from the big rock 70's. So, what you get from "Grande Rock" is just that, Big Rock. Lots of it. Fast and served up hot. In some dirty little bar somewhere. With lots of pickup trucks parked outside. Big rock. Dig it.