Trogglodynamite – THE TROGGS**

I Can Only Give You Everything/Last Summer/Meet Jacqueline/Oh No/Its Too Late/No 10 Downing Street/Mona/I Want You To Come Into My Life/Let Me Tell You Babe/Little Queenie/Cousin Jane/You Can’t Beat It/Baby Come Close/Its Over

Trogglodynamite provided pounding rockers The Troggs with their second and final chart album of original material. Despite the title, the high energy the group was capable of appears not to have been replicated here. (UK:10)

"There's not a single track here that even remotely recalls the glory moment of Wild Thing. Instead, The Troggs concentrate on soft, near-sappy ballads, and very moderate pop-rockers with a very limited amount of feedback, very restrained guitar tones and a pretty monotonous atmosphere at that."

"Most of the songs on here are pretty normal standard pop, and the choice of covers is hardly worse than last time around. It's just that not only was most of this selection thoroughly obsolete for 1967, it's really pretty much dismissible on its own merits. I mean, who really needs The Troggs devoid of the patented caveman energy? If you want solid early sixties pop-rock, take your basic Stones, Kinks or Hollies, whichever you prefer, but these guys could barely hold two chords together."

"This bore the hallmarks of a rushed affair, comprised largely of sub-standard original material and covers, not even including a hit to stand out from the crowd."

"Part of the problem was that the group didn't have enough good original compositions to merit an album's worth of material, necessitating the enlistment of other songwriters who largely weren't up to the task. Most of the disc is surprisingly tame, with little of the crunch or roar that motored their best classics. Cousin Jane is the album's lone first-rate track."

"I don't know what happened, but this has virtually nothing of the groundbreaking debut. Not that it's overly bad, but it's much too tame and uninspired, both musically and lyrically. Disappointing."

"There are too many rock 'n' roll covers for my tastes. Secondly, one is left with the distinct impression that The Troggs tried to disguise poor songs and poor musicianship simply by inserting some grungy fuzz guitar riffs."