It was once heard screamed to them out of the darkness of a sweaty crowd. Through a small mass of glistening foreheads his words sang, piercing the brief silence between songs. “It’s balls to the wall man, balls to the wall rock and roll!”

Though there have been far better words used to describe Static Lab these are to date the most honest and to the point. Static Lab takes a mixture of classic rock and roll sounds, blends them progressively with a touch of grunge metal and solid melodic sensibility, gives it a shake and spits out a testicle tickling sound that would have you swaying in the breeze just as much as jumping up and down or punching a random pit stranger in the face. Theirs is a sound you can revisit again and again. You’ll come back for what you loved and find something new and exciting every time.

Static Lab consists of four eager members. Greg Shean (The Frontman), his golden deadlocks flowing mystically in the night air, likes long walks on the beach and hearing women cry when he sings. Greg Winterton (Number 2), who also enjoys hearing women cry spends his time standing in almost complete darkness while riffing so hard his hands bleed. Dave Pake (Beat Monkey) is, without wasting words, the drummer. He provides the band with their esprit de vie and the rhythms with which they rock so #$*ing hard. Mike Marrello (Low Tones) is the band’s enforcer. He provides the band’s intimidation factor but also manages the low end of the sound while slapping his bass apart and headbanging so hard he gives himself whiplash. Now for Static Lab’s third album (The Problem with Homemade Parachutes), add into the mix Producer Darius Szczepaniak (Sum 41, Edwin, Big Sugar) and you have an unstoppable musical force that’s absolutely guaranteed to make you want to move your hips and throw up the horns.

Now if you think the fun ends with the album you are horribly mistaken. Static Lab’s fans not only enjoy a great energy filled album but they never leave a live show without a few beads of the band’s sweat on their awestruck faces. All of the energy contained in the album comes out on stage so much so that you’ll find your toes tapping and your minds racing just trying to keep up with this intense act. If you haven’t seen it yet, you damn well better!

It’s no joke! Static Lab will blast overly loud kick@$$ music through your cranium and then sweat all over you should you ever choose to attend a live show. If you should find yourself with a copy of the album unfortunately you will have to control the volume yourself and self apply the sweat. Either way you won’t be able to argue the plain and simple fact that this my friends is balls to the wall rock and roll.

If you love it, live it.