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Mötley Crüe

5 p.m. Sunday, July 20. Verizon Wireless Amphitheater, 14141 Riverport Drive, Maryland Height

By Jaime Lees

Published on July 16, 2008

The dudes of Mötley Crüe have become rich and famous by basically being douchebags — and what's not to love about that? Sure, the band members are hair-metal-inventing, Hollywood-promoting, Grade-A misogynists, but, damn, they do it so well. In the early '80s the band found a musical formula that worked, and it's never strayed from it since. The new album, Saints of Los Angeles, sounds like classic Crüe (and even includes a tribute to the glory days of boneheaded cock rock, "Down at the Whiskey"). Following along the well-worn path of previous hits "Girls, Girls, Girls," new songs such as "This Ain't a Love Song" and "Chicks = Trouble" continue to, uh, applaud the female form ("I really thought that pussy was gold."). Oh, Crüe. You're so naughty. It's comforting to know that some things never change.



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