new song "Rated X-Mas" will probably make you wish you hadn't pressed play.
To be fair, this group of barely legal electro tarts does enjoy a reputation for creating nauseatingly catchy tunes about sex, drugs and gossip. Beloved by a hefty following of impressionable teenie boppers, Millionaires thrive on issuing squeaky-voiced pop songs that seem to be the equivalent of audio kiddy porn. Sure, we're all up for some down and dirty Santa humor, but somehow "Rated X-Mas" doesn't seem to fall into that category--especially when you figure it's pretty much directed toward little girls that should be at home watching Hannah Montanna (oh, wait....).
Still don't believe it could be that bad? How about a sample of the lyrics from "Rated X-Mas":
Staring at the clock/ and waiting for my Santa cock/ In and out my chimney' cuz he's been around the block/Fastening up his sleigh/ Santa's gettin' laid/ bustin' out that leather whip/ Now Rudolph wants to join.
Unfortunately, local fans are not going to be able hear this song in person since the group was forced to cancel tomorrow's show at Chain Reaction due to "health" reasons. We're guessing it has something to do with eggnog poisoning.
Nate Jackson is the gatekeeper to your dreams of local dive bar stardom. If he writes about you, expect your band to be offered at least one more drink ticket than the rest of the bands on the bill. Get his attention with some groovy tunes and he might just do it. Then, boy will you feel special.