Warrant - Dirty Rotten Filthy Stinking Rich

Hair Metal Delight.

Was Warrant original or innovative? No.
What were they? FUN!!!
This disc is destroyed by Cherry Pie but it's still a strong hair metal offering.
Heaven?
Oh shut it. You know you liked it back in the day!!!
A must have and a great beginning to another hair metal outfit.
Recommended!!! June 11, 2008

5 stars in heaven

I'd buy this album even if I would not have heard any other song but "heaven". This song alone deserves the 5 stars for the whole album. One of the best Rock Ballads ever!!!! August 28, 2007

Filthy Stinkin' Shame!!!!!!!!!

I'll be honest, I never liked Warrant and still don't and
don't think they were very good but after the garbage I see
on MTV and hear on the radio I realize that this was much
better than what is out there. So if you like it, enjoy it! July 28, 2005

When music was fun

Now it just seems music is popular based on depressing and violent lyrics. It used to be that music was genuine entertainment, was fun and made people happy. Now it just has to bring up the things we would rather forget. Groups like Warrant helped us to forget those things for awhile. Rock on and add this one to your collection for funner times and while you're at it pick up Cherry pie! July 26, 2005

Dirty Rotten Filthy Stinkin' Stinkin'. Not Classic by ANY Means.

Yes, at one time I was into this band. Yes, I am now ashamed and know they were nothing but clowns in leather suits who changed their feature music flavor more often than Baskin Robbins changed the flavor of the week. In Warrant's case, that would be considered the flavor of the weak.

What did I and my buddies ever see in this group, I wonder now. I heard "Heaven" last week on a station called The Brew, and recalled how we all went gaga over this phony spandex laden, eyeliner, hairspray bent crap. Truth is, the guys in Warrant were so untalented and so ugly without their getups, they wouldn't have made little girls scream and cream without all that junk they did to themselves.

For two years before they got a contract with Columbia, I kept hearing how great this band was and couldn't wait to get this album. It promised to rock. When I got it home, the rockers were trite Boston and alleged "southern rock" ripoffs, and most of it was whiny Jani Lane's tribute to his skanky ex-girlfriend Becca Bramlett (Yes, skanky Bonnie's daughter). The vocals were bad and, outside of some badly choreographed video moves and a few half-baked power chords, this album was nothing special. Most tolerable tracks? Ummm...I can't remember anymore, but when "Heaven" is the only song anyone can remember you for, you know you suck as a "metal" band. I certainly can pick out the worst songs. The opener, "32 Pennies (In a Ragu Jar)" is just so unspeakably awful on every level, you need a bomb shelter to protect you from its fallout. "So Damn Pretty (Should Be Against the Law)" should be retitled So Damn Awful Should Be Executed for Public Harrassment. Truly, the best song on here is the cocky, self-assured strut of "Big Talk" but it doesn't ...uh...warrant buying this bad debut or any of its followups, which I collected until that awful grunge album they put out in the mid-90s.

You know? It's funny that I always remember Jani Lane and his silly white hair, always posing with those baggy Olsen Twin blue eyes of his, hands together as if he was praying. I guess he was praying for a better singing voice. See? God DOESN'T always answer every prayer!
July 20, 2005

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