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Mötley Crüe

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

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By Jaime Lees

Published on July 15, 2008 at 12:14pm

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.