Selling Sunset.
Here’s a question for ya. How can this limited-edition repackaging of Mötley Crüe’s (and we quote) “first five platinum-selling landmark albums” be taken seriously when it omits their very best release? We’re talking, of course, about the band’s debut full-length, the glam-metal-defining Too Fast For Love. Admittedly, said lipstick thriller is present here – but not in its original guise, as issued via Leathür Records in 1981.
Working on Sounds music weekly at the time, this writer can vividly recall the unheralded but unmistakable arrival of TFFL, the postboy cradling a tin-foilencased package seemingly beamed down from a mysterious spaceship. With Britain in the grimy grip of NWOBHM fever, and with glamour at a premium on these shores, opening this sacred parcel from LA was akin to prising apart a Pandora’s Box of forbidden treasures.
The eye was immediately drawn to frontman Vince Neil: waistcoat unzipped to the navel, single fingerless glove, trouser fly secured by bondage twine, his giant haystack hairstyle a not unattractive amalgam of Brian Connolly and Diana Dors. And the music – holy
