Cheeseburger do not aim to fool the world with lofty intentions. Like their culinary namesake, the hard-rocking New York City trio sound cheap, greasy, and cheesy, the perfect soundtrack to a nine- or ten-beer evening. Songs like "Cocaine," "Girl's Room" -- where he repeatedly growls, "What's underneath that sweater, baby?" -- and "Easy Street" sound exactly as one would imagine, all late-'80s "Sunset Strip" sleaze metal with a whiff of the Stooges' Raw Power. However Cheeseburger is really all about lead singer Joe Bradley, a cocky frontman in the style of Iggy Pop/Glenn Danzig who spits, screams, sulks, and slithers his way through each song like a horny blow-snortin' trucker. He even graces the EP's cover, donning a robe lifted from the jacket of the 1971 Harry Nilsson classic Nilsson Schmilsson, except where Harry's fridge was stocked with delicious '70s food, Cheeseburger's ice box is a chilly tomb that's been ransacked so many times that nary a condiment has survived. Deliciously redundant crap.
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AllMusic Review by James Christopher Monger