Let’s be honest – everybody that describes themselves as a fan of heavy music loves Motörhead. The very essence of rock and roll, distilled to its purest form and strained through a lifetime of hard touring and substance abuse – what’s not to like? Few bands can command the sort of universal love and respect that Lemmy’s crew have earned, and fewer still deserve it in quite the same way. Currently only available included with a Classic Rock magazine special dedicated to the band (a normal release is scheduled for next month), The Wörld Is Yours is Motörhead’s 21st studio album in a career now spanning 35 years, and let’s cut to the chase – it’s a good ‘un.
It’s every bit as raw and dirty as you’d have the right to expect by now – Cameron Webb seems to have done exactly the minimum necessary to get the band on tape and in your face, yet still maintain modern production standards. Everything is present, everything is in its right place, and it all sounds fantastic – a masterclass in clean, accurate recording and conveying the live feel of a band.
And the songs? Well, it’s bloody Motörhead, need I say more? Age doesn’t seem to affect Lemmy in the same way as normal mortals – there’s very little in the way of mellowing apparent. Sure, there’s no ‘Bomber’ or ‘Overkill’ here, but that’s not to say that Mikkey Dee’s bass-drums don’t get a good hammering from the off, with ‘Born To Lose’ kicking this off in fine style. There’s a real air of classic era ‘head, ‘Brotherhood Of Man’ even recalling the mighty ‘Orgasmatron’ with it’s grinding doominess and Lemmy’s deepest growl for ages. ‘I Know What You Need’ even has you half-expecting an ‘Iron Fist’-style ‘Sieg Heil’ as the intro clatters in, and ‘I Know How To Die’ barrels along crammed with overdriven Chuck Berry doublestops and huge singalong choruses. Elsewhere you’ll find whiffs of ‘Eat The Rich’, ‘Stone Dead Forever’, ‘Doctor Rock’ and the like – so, all as expected!
It doesn’t split the metal atom, but it never promised to – whether it will stand up with the true classics only time will tell but I’ve definitely been enjoying my time with it, it sounds good to my ears and it FEELS right. Get down to your nearest WH Smith and grab a copy (THAT feels weird) before the limited run of magazines dries up and you have to wait even longer to hear it.