There’s really not much to say about Out Of Luck. Basically, they’re a German three-piece playing the most generic, uninventive, unoriginal, uninteresting and mediocre psychobilly around. They’re too generic to even be bad, and in this case, that’s a bad thing because Out Of Luck are too nondescript to leave even the smallest memory imprint. All you remember is listening to run-of-the-mill psychobilly boiled down and condensed only to the worst clichés of the genre; a bit of rockabilly guitar with a harder edge, a prominent slapping bass… the whole lot.
Certainly one of the most pointless albums in my collection. Luckily I got this as a promo so I didn’t have to pay a single penny for it.