Bed Wettin' Bad Boys have the kind of name that leaves curious music lovers scratching their heads and wondering if it's maybe the worst name they've ever heard. Honestly though, the name doesn't mean a damn thing, because the music the four Australian lads lay down on tape is 100-percent rock & rock brilliance. After a series of singles where they started to put the pieces together, then an album that got halfway there, they struck garage punk gold with Rot. The band's roots are familiar to anyone who has heard guitarist/vocalist Joe Sukit's other band Royal Headache and their rough and tumble mix of punk rock power, hooky pop savvy, and live-wire energy. BWBB's sound is rougher and readier, with a healthy dose of Saints-style classic rock added with just a dash of some gutter-dirty Stones-y strut. The twin guitar attack of Sukit and Ben Warnock jangle menacingly and spit fire, Nic Warnock's bass playing holds them down as best he can, and drummer Doug Gibson pushes it all forward with unstoppable force. Add in Sukit's ragged vocals and it's an appealing package full of punk anthems ("Stunned," "Work Again") mascara-smearingly melancholy ballads ("Victoria"), yearning rockers ("Device"), and an epic album closer ("Turn the Page") that pushes seven minutes and features some very Saints-sounding horns and a spiraling guitar solo. Rot is the kind of album only a band with a full grasp of rock & roll history could have made -- no doubt they've worn out a copy or two of Radios Appear in their time -- and it should appeal to anyone who likes their punk scrappy as can be with a bunch of wiry pop mixed in, too.
AllMusic Review by Tim Sendra