It would be easy to mistake Pink Grease for a bunch of shy chaps from Sheffield, England -- that is, if you missed the elaborate glam-punk attire, unabashed posturing and sex-drenched persona. Musically speaking, Pink Grease is what you'd get if you combined good ol' rock 'n' roll, gay glam sideshow, doo-wop and punk with a horny-as-fuck attitude and almost violent lack of self-consciousness. And the theme song for all the mayhem? "Party Live", which pretty much tells you everything you need to know about these nu-hipsterpunks: "Pink Grease gonna straight-up free funk this shit / Bitches fucking slam dance to my Euro-style fried chicken / Niggers pow! Keep it clean, bitches: 'OW!' / Stop frontin' cuz you know you're all into somethin' / SING!" One thing is certain: if attitude alone sold records, Pink Grease would be set for life.
The problem is, it all feels a bit contrived. Call me cynical, but haven't we had enough of bands recycling tried and true musical styles while passing themselves off as the next big thing? Don't get me wrong, Pink Grease are great fun, and This is for Real demonstrates plenty of musical chops; just don't let their stuffed-crotch swagger fool you into thinking they're gonna single-handedly revive your record collection.