TROUBLE TRIBE "Trouble Tribe" (1990)
by Dana Brittingham
Cover: 9 Racks out of 10.
TITS!! I love tits, and the cover photo is of a nice sized rack displayed on a shapely torso, shot from the neck to waist. And there's some body painting going on, though I think it's supposed to look like a full-body tattoo. Still, there's tits, and you can't fuck with that.

Booklet: 3 Jugs out of 10.
It's not much at all. Just some thanks and credits. The back cover has band member photos, though this is a case where they could've just left them off, 'cause they're not much to look at. These guys manage to look both smug and bored at the same time.

Songs: 2 Mammaries out of 10.
Ugh. The opener track, "Tattoo," is almost tolerable, but after that it gets cheesier and cheesier. Once you hear the dude sing the chorus "Here Comes Trouble / With A Capital T!", it's all downhill from there folks. With song titles like "Red Light Zone," "Boys Nite Out" and "Gimme Something Sweet," one can expect Cheese with a capital "C," and that's exactly what Trouble Tribe dishes out. A big bowl of sticky melted imitation cheese. There's one cover tune ("Dear Prudence"), but their own songs are basically crap.

Comments: Trouble Tribe had this one self-titled release on Chrysallis Records, a few videos on MTV, and not a whole lot else. Bassist Eric Klaastad broke out of the mold, moving on to play and record with a wide variety of artists including Art Garfunkel, Deborah Harry, Billy Joel, Cindy Lauper, and some band called Gypsy Back Door. The rest of the band went on to careers just as forgettable as Trouble Tribe. Who? Exactly.