An Open Challenge to Black Label Society
For all you pussies who don’t know WTF (“Who the Fuck?”) BLS is, check this out. You better sit down first:
Look Zakk, don’t hate. I’m a fan. I’ve been a fan since Pride & Glory. Can I get a “Machine Gun Man”? Hoo-yah!
But here’s the deal. As it stands, there’s only one person on the planet with a more rocking voice than you, and I think you know who it is:
Beth Hart, “Immortal”
Awkward as it is to admit, you’ve been bitch slapped by a girl. Beth just totally owns your ass right now. There is nothing in rock lore, your impressive discography notwithstanding, that even begins to approach the level of ferociousness that Beth summons during this live performance. And dig this, she was just crusin. She wasn’t even trying to put her feet down on the beat-down, she was just doin her thang. And in the process, she totally out-rocked every male rocker prior or since. And that’s the good news. The bad news is, if she was trying to set a record…I don’t think you boys would have a chance.
Still…there’s you, Zakk. You, with your untameable mane, your insanely masculine voice, and your vocal savagery which, I dare say, approaches the level with which Beth doth rock. But up until now, it merely approaches.
Zakk, I emplore you: The only way you can definitively earn your way to “Immortal” status is to try, frightful as it may seem, to cover Beth Hart’s “Immortal”. It is THE standard by which all else are measured, and which all else continually, predictably, fall short.
If you’re up to it of course.
Sincerely, Counterfeit Dog