A burst of machine-gun snares settles into a funky beat that is jolted by a squeal of wah-wah guitar and the cry of "Johnny the Fox!" from bassist Phil Lynott. And then, employing an irresistible rhythm lick, the twin guitars of Brian Robertson and Scott Gorham set into motion the hard-rock machine that has established Thin Lizzy as a prime manipulator of mid-Seventies hard rock. Like Cocky Rocky, this album's archetypal rock & roll star, Thin Lizzy knows all the moves.
Thin Lizzy's strength lies in a thorough digestion of influencesthe Who, the Stones and Jimi Hendrixthat has given them an organic cohesion. John Alcock's production is muddy in the British rock tradition
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when compared to the streamlined and steely technique Jack Douglas uses with Aerosmith, and in this sense Lizzy re-creates rather than recasts the combustible energy of their forefathers. Obviously, being British doesn't hurt.
The twin guitars are Lizzy's musical meat and potatoes, and each song on Johnny the Fox is carefully woven with rhythm and lead lines that stick to the ribs. At times Lizzy's guitar attack becomes overbearingas on the syncopated throwaway "Boogie Woogie Dance" and the labored introductions to "Rocky" and "Massacre"but it is more often solid and tasteful. "Old Flame" is particularly impressive, as the rhythm and leads form a smoothly shifting backdrop for Lynott's gentle romanticizing.
Lynott, who wrote half the tunes while collaborating on the rest, possesses a sure melodic touch that is equally effective on tough rockers like "Don't Believe a Word" and softer tunes such as "Fool's Gold." Similarly, his voice, which is often bolstered by double-tracking and the judicious use of echo, is smoothly assured. Lynott's voice has individual character (he's wisely scrapped the whispering technique that made him a ringer for Springsteen on "The Boys Are Back in Town") and is consequently the best of the recent crop of hard rockers.
Lynott's lyrics have similarly overcome the pedestrian gaffes that flawed his work on Jailbreak. And yet, while both his lyrics and music have improved, it's more a process of refinement than a movement toward a more unique style, Lynott and Thin Lizzy have crafted their rock & roll attack to the point where they must branch out stylistically or indefinitely repeat themselves.
Johnny the Fox's lyrics revolve around violence and rock & roll. "Johnny" is a bone-crunching rocker with lyrics to match: Johnny has robbed a drugstore and shot the guard "to fill a daily need" and is now holed up in an alleyway with a gun. What is disturbing about the song is its narrative superficialitythe lyrics neither explain nor question his violent tendencies. Consequently, they provoke little responsewhile Lynott lays out the odds of emerging from the alley alive, we hardly care if he gets shot in the head.
Like Aerosmith's Steven Tyler, Lynott often uses li