Hailing from the UK, Whoremoan has been hashing out some serious riffage for almost a decade now, slowly perfecting their rock and roll chops over a series of ep's and countless live gigs which have been painstakingly chronicled on the Whoremoan Scrapbook. In typical stoner rock fashion, Whoremoan is relatively unknown here in North America, and that is a damn shame considering this band's affection for the fuzz.
Listening to "Youth Must Dare" brings to mind bands from the glory days of stoner rock.Dozer, Pawnshop, Honcho, The Awesome Machine - Walls of punchy, high grade fuzz fronted by a charismatic, clean vocal delivery, as heard on "Killer Gorilla", and the wah-ed out early FU boogie of "Hit And Run". Although the temptation is there to brand Whoremoan "cloner" rock , they do have a few tricks up their sleeve to show the contrary - namely in the moody pendulum jam of "Sympathy Crutch" and the two guitar riff-fest of "All Your Rights", that offers up a solid minute of blazing guitar before you even hit the stop-start meat of the track. Absolutely killer..and catchy as all hell. Check out the smoking Until The Water to see what I'm talking about. But that's not even the best part of "Youth Must Dare"! Watch the band tear it up for yourself on the "Holes In the Ground" video contained on the disc.
Let me tell you one thing, it is a fucking crime these guys have not been properly signed yet, although their affiliation with BURBS is a step in the right direction! This is one of the ultimate resources for the cultivation and promotion of heavy British rock and roll. I'm thinking Whoremoan would be a perfect fit for a label like Fuzzorama or People Like You Records.
From Stonerrockchick.com
Review by Nick Muc
Having been gigging for the best part of four years Whoremoan have honed their art well, Sounding like a loud, hard and fast traffic accident involving Kyuss, early Metallica and the (few) good parts of Slipknot. This being their second disk after their first sees a big departure from their almost indie-metal first demo and adds a distinctly harder punch to help them stand out from the crowd. It all kicks off with the typically hard-edged opener "Pony Boy" with its crunching opening riff Which is quickly married by the steady rhythm section and screaming vocals and is probably the best on offer on the CD and comes complete with a cracking guitar solo. Afterwards, the bass-led "Radioactive" proves the lyrical subtly isn't the bands strong point "Just Because your unattractive doesn't mean your radioactive" it does however also prove the Band can add a little variety here and there to spice things up a little. "Blanked" is a fast and furious call to the mosh pit and is guaranteed to get even the most mullet-headed old school rocker up on the dance floor with its clever lyrics "How could I ever forget my beautiful intelligence, lock in my place forever so that one day I can remember" and good use of time changes. While "The cow is now" and "new sun forming" are as higher quality stoner rock that's going to be found anywhere, let alone by an unsigned band. If anything, weighing in at 9 tracks as well as their previous material and new 4 track getting a set list for playing live must be difficult if the quality on offer here is any indication. The production is of pretty good quality but sounds a bit crackley here and there although they really sound like a band that deserve to been seen live.
From the Thurrock Music Festival March 2001.
Review by Chris Flood.
The curiously named Whoremoan open up this 9 track demo with the even more curiously named Pony Boy - a song which rocks big time, and is particularly helped along by the over enthusiastic vocals which are spread liberally throughout the whole album. To describe their style is not easy, but I'm sure I read somewhere that they are stoner punk. While I wouldn't have described them as that myself, I can see where it comes from. It's heavy rock basically, and a good example of it. As far as production goes it's very adequate for a demo, but it's a shame they didn't have more to spend - this could be a fantastic album with the right backing. The more laid back parts of songs like Blanked are almost verging into Pearl Jam territory, and are quite well mixed in with the heavier stuff. The Cow Is Now is cool, in a kind of Entombed (Same Difference era) way.
Verdict: Cool stuff, looking forward to their new material.
From Attitude Magazine March 2000.
Reviewed by Kevin.
My second favorite band of all time and possibly the holders of favorite track of all time, of all genres, signed or unsigned. Whoremoan are totally amazing and I can't stop telling everyone about them. They don't listen. Im right, you'll see, KEEP IT GOIN' GUYS, PLEASE. I am doing all I can. It's like energy for your soul man, well, more like sticking your tongue in a mains socket, perfect!"
From BURBS May 2000.
Review by Barry.
Bass, raging drums and a screaming frontman launched Whoremoan on us. A couple of tracks and the assembled were hooked and being reeled in. A distorted bass started my favorite "The cow is now" with grand guitars and vocals pushed to the limit. A couple of new tracks brought them to the end (with a plug for their CD) and dumped us down to earth.
From Southend Who? June 1999.
Review by David.
... Last up was Whoremoan - Take some of the heaviest hard-core metal, throw in a healthy portion of grunge and serve up in the form of some great songs, and you have Whoremoan. Creating almost as much power with their on-stage energy as with their guitars, they ploughed through their set like a herd of wildebeest in a china factory! They even took on a Kyuss song [with ease I might add-no mean feat] halfway through an otherwise totally original set.
From Southend Who? April 1999.
Review by James.
Whoremoan pack a lyric punch as brutal as their power chord playing. Raw screaming provides the perfect vehicle for the band's themes of anger and frustration. Musically, they are as clean and sharp as a new razor. All in all, a palatable fusion of metal, emo, and hard-core rock.
From listen.com
Whoremoan - Pony Boy Wasn't there a Bruce Springsteen song of the same name? Wasn't like this, though, was it? This is a piece of serious hard rock from Canvey Island's Whoremoan - the sort of number that makes it clear you've been in a right ear-bashing when it's over. Sung, appropriately enough, in a hoarse voice, the lyrics are actually quite touching. Superb ride, this.
From What's That Spell?
Review by J.J.
