Whoa! She's A Babe's three-song EP has a sonic vibe
Whoa! She’s a Babe (Independent)
When I checked the minimal press section on Whoa! She’s a Babe’s website—yes, the band’s name is inspired by Wayne’s World—it proudly links to a past Straight review suggesting that the band sounds like Queens of the Stone Age fronted by Billy Squier wearing a No Fat Chicks shirt. This combined with the Wayne’s World reference is all you need to predict the sonic vibe of this all-male four piece. It’s “party rock” (their words, not mine). Think Nickelback meets Fu Manchu meets a flaccid dick being jammed down your throat.
In its second three-song EP, Whoa! She’s a Babe plays straight-up, chugging, palm-muted radio rock. “Bootstraps” is catchy because it’s familiar. “All I Ever Had” and “On the Floor” are the same. Like any fucking thing in the world, if this is your thing, yes, you will like Whoa! The boys can play. That’s why there is noise coming out of their Marshall stacks, but they’re not exploring any new territory and I don’t think they want to. They want to play crank-it-up-in-your-truck fuck-rock and that is exactly what they are doing.