Can't win around here. Garage rock revival's the only thing left of rock these days, but that's not a recipe, no guarantee. These guys have the simple structures, the big fuzzy riffs, the swirling psyche, but there's no rock and roll here.
I'm gonna name this blog the search for rock and roll one of these days.
This has none of current omega-rocker Ty Segall's urgency, just retreads of the Creation and the Faces at their meatiest, an album packed with Black Keys and Raconteurs B-sides, songs without enough hookiness to bother putting on the album. Disappointingly uninspiring 2.5/5
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