Take a sip of your apple martini. Kick up the heels of your faux fur platform boots. Relax to the sounds of a band that makes the Las Vegas strip look like Disneyland.

Massivivid, this ain’t your Mama’s rock and roll band.

Following the 1998 release of their first CD “Bright Blur” on Tattoo Records, lead singer Franky Vivid is backed by a whole new label (Accidental Sirens), as well as a whole new band. For their self-titled sophomore album, listeners will find the group out of the land of churches and sermons and into a land of sin.

-Once marketed as a “Christian industrial band,” Massivivid grew tired of the strict requirements that came along with a non-secular label. They soon fled into the arms of Accidental Sirens, home of candy pushers, push up bras and honey-voiced lounge singers. Riddled with propaganda and witticisms, the new Massivivid release is a lesson to be learned on what happens when good boys go bad.

Track six on the album, “Seep,” could very well be heard in any local strip joint, but it’s sleaziness takes nothing away from it’s sweetness. Barely audible beneath a scratchy synthesized back track, the lyrics contain a frustrated quality that could only be applied to the subject of love. Drifting from soft to screaming, Vivid sounds as though he’s been through this before and doesn’t mind being there again.

The following track, “God Away,” is a showcase for the matured guitar skills of both Vivid and new addition, Sid Precious. Guitar is mixed with guttural vocals to create the driving force of this song. This ditty demands to be played in a fast-moving vehicle with the windows down.

“Opium Doll” and “The Devil I Know” can be found toward the end of the CD and, after much deliberation, are classified as being my two favorite songs off this album. “Opium Doll,” which actually has nothing to do with drugs at all, is about the scent of mystery surrounding a woman. Each element of this song is pure bliss. The guitar is crunchy and constant, the lyrics and vocals are a force to be reckoned with and the underlying message of the song brings about a yearning for leather pants.

“The Devil I Know,” comparable to “Opium,” has nothing to do with the devil and everything to do with rocking your socks off. When Vivid shouts, you listen.

Accompanied by band mates Sid Precious on guitar, Simon Fine on bass and She-Rex on guitar and keyboards, Massivivid prides themselves on being “dressed to the nines and armed to the teeth.” If judged by their names, and thought to be glamorized cosmic characters of musical revolution, the judgment would be correct.

Anyone interested in finding out more about the band, or how to purchase Massivivid goodies, may do so by going to massivivid.com.

Don’t be afraid … it’s only music.