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She Bites in All the Right Ways: Stainless - Lady of Lust & Steel (Album Review) Released: 3/20/26

 


Portland, Oregon, has always had an underground scene with teeth, and Stainless are proof that it's still drawing blood. Born out of that fertile Pacific Northwest soil in 2022 with members carrying battle scars from bands like Black Breath, Long Knife, Nightfell, and Ripper, the trio of vocalist Larissa Cavacece, guitarist Jamie Byrum, and bassist Clifton Martin has never been a band content to color inside the lines. Byrum said it best himself, their approach to classic influences is "kind of unorthodox in this day and age," and Lady of Lust & Steel, their first full-length, proves that's not modesty, it's a mission statement. Where debut mini-album Nocturnal Racer introduced the world to their hard-driving brand of heavy rock, this record expands the blueprint without losing an ounce of its swagger. Eight tracks deep, it feels less like a band finding its footing and more like one planting its flag in ground they've already claimed. Opener "Restless An' Ready" wastes absolutely zero time making a case for itself being built on an AC/DC-meets-Accept backbone; it's riff-forward, instantly memorable, and anchored by a sprawling mid-section of interlocking solos that gives the whole thing the electric charge of a live performance captured forever on tape. Byrum wrote it with the stage in mind, and every second of it shows.

The album's greatest strength is its refusal to be a one-trick pony. "(Don't Cross Me) Fool" and "Take A Listen Mama" demonstrate a stylistic range that points directly to the band's deep love of '70s hard rock, an era when albums had genuine texture, when each song was allowed its own identity and room to breathe. Stainless shares the same spirit with a sharp '80s edge, threading the needle between accessibility and grit without ever going soft or predictable. There's real variety here, the kind that rewards repeated listens and reveals new angles each time through. "Danger in the Night" and "Rough Justice" carry a lean, menacing energy that keeps the back half of the record from ever losing momentum, while "Vitamin Tease" injects a streak of pure, unrepentant fun that feels right at home between the heavier cuts.

Holding it all together is Cavacece, whose raw, raspy delivery sits somewhere between Leather Leone's commanding power and Wendy O. Williams' untamed ferocity. Having cut her teeth fronting a Plasmatics cover band, she brings genuine danger to every line she delivers, not a trace of polish where polish isn't wanted, not a moment of restraint where restraint would be a lie. Titles like "Whorefrost" and "Vitamin Tease" exist in exactly the kind of gleefully irreverent territory her voice was built for, and she owns every inch of it. For a band only a few years into their existence, Stainless have delivered something that sounds like the product of a much longer creative evolution, wide, accomplished, and genuinely fun. Lady of Lust & Steel earns its title and then some.  It's the kind of album that grabs you by the collar in the first ten seconds and doesn't let go until it's good and ready. 

Give Whorefrost a spin, and odds are you'll be going back to track one before it's even finished:

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Check out the interview with Jaime of Stainless here: Stainless - interview

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