PR is all over this one like a cheap suit, and for once we’re discussing a release that’s worth the hype. Throw Dandy Warhols, Engineers, Raveonettes and Black Rebel Motorcycle Club in a saucepan and it’d be this, but handy comparisons can’t underscore how awesome some of these songs are, for instance the title track, its loud-ass jangle and blinding Mamas & Papas-style ’60s angle heralding… I don’t know, something great, like it’s OK for bands with hooks to take over the mess rock n roll’s in and just fix it. As for BRMC, the psychedelic biker-alt-rock of “Death Processions” lays waste to those dummies once and for all — put it this way, like you I’ve been let down by things that are cool but too weird for driving around with your chick, and things that are too stupid to want to listen to more than once, stuff like BRMC, which makes your IQ sink so fast you can actually feel the brain cells dying. But this is just… you know, awesome, so awesome that I finally got off my arse and found a decent m4a-file converter so I could play this masterpiece in my car.
A+ — EWS