Oh no, Jet? Still? News of Jet’s continued existence is troubling and painful. Many of you are probably thinking, “Didn’t Jet die along with the Bush administration? Do we really have to endure another piss-poor Stones retread, inevitably set to a T-Mobile commercial?” It would appear so, as the Australian quartet readies “Shaka Rock,” its third record, following the hot mainstream success of “Get Born” (off the airplay of “Are You Gonna Be My Girl” and “Cold Hard Bitch”) and the lukewarm response to their sophomore suckfest, “Shine On.” “Shaka Rock” is still two months away, but based on its lead single, “She’s a Genius” (featuring the chorus: “That girl’s a genius/ oh oh oh/ I think she’s serious/ oh oh oh”), nobody should be getting their hopes up for an artistic breakthrough. It’s not that Jet produces mindless butt-rock (somebody’s gotta be AC/DC, right?), it’s that the guys insist on being unrelentingly derivative, pushing the same bland, formulaic song over and over again, raping the pioneers of classic rock that it ostensibly intends to honor. Ironically, drummer Chris Cester recently joked about the new album on the Jet Web site: “We’ve got to stop writing; we got fucking too many songs.” Chris, man, you have no idea how right you are. (Andy Seifert)

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