Chickenfoot is the latest in what is becoming a long line of "supergroups" to crop up over the past few years, but it's one of few that seems relatively genuine and natural. If nothing else, the overt silliness of their name should clue you in as to how much fun these guys seem to be having. Like most supergroups, however, Chickenfoot is bound to disappoint those who see the names of the musicians involved and let their expectations skyrocket.
Despite ex-Van Halen members Sammy Hagar and Michael Anthony's pairing with another virtuoso guitarist (Joe Satriani), this is not the second coming of Van Hagar. Satriani, though a technical wizard on the guitar, settles fully into a band setting here, preferring simple but meaty riffs over a flurry of notes, and keeping the solos short and to the point. As a result this is a meat & potatoes rock record that's more akin to a Sammy Hagar solo effort if anything, albeit with the finest backing band imaginable.
The caliber of musicians involved aside, the songwriting itself suffers in some areas. Too many songs ("Avenida Revolucion", "Soap On A Roap", "Oh Yeah") feel like loose jams with lyrics tacked on, that were probably more fun for the band to play than for someone to repeatedly listen to. Best are the songs that seem a bit more melodically structured and labored ("My Kinda Girl", "Sexy Little Thing") and are much more memorable as a result.
Chickenfoot may not be greater than the sum of its parts, but this a pleasurable listen nonetheless. It's big, old-fashioned rock infused with a genuine sense of fun, that can be enjoyed so long as you keep your expectations in check.