Its tempting to unconditionally dismiss Jamie King Colton as a leather-clad freakazoid. Maybe its the cover art for the Pompano Beach guitarists Strange Twist album (apparently rendered via Babys First Photoshop!) that dooms it before a note is struck. This one-man (plus a Flying V and a leather cowboy hat) project revolves around Coltons rip-snortin riffage and vaguely apocalyptic lyrics Another land, another time, oil rich, whats mine is mine/Forever fight until the end, in body bags you theyll send, he warns in Survival of the Fittest. Too much cable news for Mr. Colton! Hes also penned a nearly incomprehensible parable for the liner notes something about how he foresaw the events of 9/11 and relies heavily on the training manuel [sic] Basic Instruction Before Leaving Earth (BIBLE). The truly interesting thing about Strange Twist is that Coltons so far removed from reality that he puts a great deal of misdirected passion into his music, which is basically nothing more than a karaoke take on recycled hits from Blue Oyster Cult and Bad Company. After a while, Colton shouting himself hoarse about how he likes jet planes that move at the speed of sound over his pungently squealing guitar starts feeling like a shot of Novocain in the upper palate: You experience pain at first; then youre just numb and inarticulate.