![]() ![]() If you say you like him today no-one will show you the closet. Minus the Amboy Dukes moniker, but plus a host of renewed confidence, the diamond coated Nugent has finally cracked the egg and got on the good side of his public mirage. Recognition seemed to be a long way round the corner though until now. ![]() “Call Of The Wild” and “Tooth, Fang And Claw” are really fine examples of spreading a few ideas a long way and remarkably dense little numbers in their own way. Ted`s second period regeneration has been even more fruitful in terms of albums, fruitless in terms of actual success. I picked it up for a few pesetas in a Spanish supermarket five years ago and I`ve been trying to convert the odd passer-by to its manifold merits (with nought success I might add). “Marriage On The Rocks”, if you ever see it, is something of a minor league classic. I always liked The Dukes myself sure they were a rotten band, but occasionally Ted produced the goods on schedule and confounded his critics by revealing some potential lurking beneath that morass of Detroit sick grunge. ![]() Poor old Ted and his boys were the butt of many a knowing jest, usually based around their supposed ineptitude and crass handling of some of rock `n ` roll`s… uh… more simple trademarks. Once upon a time the idea of liking Ted Nugent And The Amboy Dukes was considered remarkably unhip. Hell on earth and a lorry-load of dollars ![]()
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