With millions of angry drones following anything done with a distorted 7-string guitar nowadays, the hard-rock/metal genre has certainly been losing credibility among most die-hard music fans and critics. The labels have pumped out nu-metal acts like Model T's, flooding the industry with tone-deaf squealers (Linkin Park? C'mon). Could hard-rock actually be saved by a flute-toting frontman, who looks more like he should be scrubbing algae off of rocks with Greenpeace than belting out air-splitting choruses? Indeed it can.
Boy Hits Car certainly haven't taken the most direct route to becoming known, having been together over eight years. Together, CRegg --Vocals, 12-string acoustic, flute, Scott -- bass , Louis -- guitar, and Michael -- drums(music holds much more importance than last names to the band), have ventured away from their hometown L.A. to coat the world with their mix of aggression and artistry. On their self-titled 2001 release, [Wind-Up Records], CRegg starts wailing on his 12-string acoustic during the beginning of "As I Watch The Sun F*** the Ocean", the angelic sounds set up a devastating change of tone, as the band jumps in 11 seconds later with fat, chunky guitars and pounding bass. This is the format BHC uses through the entire disc; a hybrid of beauty and balls.
"Going To India" is the most original and interesting song, as CRegg begins the song with a sitar-influenced sequence of chords on his 12-string, just before Louis crashes the curry-and-cumin party with his nasty Les Paul-produced riffs matching those of the acoustic. Let's see Limp Bizkit play a swurvy Arabian hook.
Riding the underground success of their singles "I'm A Cloud" and the current release "Man Without Skin", Boy Hits Car never crashes, and is on a free-ride to being one of the best bands in rock music.