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And it is a blackly addictive one where
the spirits of the Velvet Underground, Sonic Youth and the
Royal Trux are mixed up to this result; a potion of jerky,
scratchy, garage/blues classics like 'Cat Claw' and 'Black
Rooster', the contrast between 'VV's oddly sweet PJ Harvey
homage vocals and 'Hotel's' dirty grunting stark.
New single 'Fried my Little Brains', comes
on like a alterna pop classic, seriously tight and seriously
wired. 'Hitched' blurs the boundaries between love and hate
('get my name stitched on your lip so you wont get hitched')
and the title track pounds home its mantra laying down fetters
with the repetition. All of which raises The Kills to the
very top of the New Rock.
So now it hurts, so good it doesn't matter.
Alistair Hann
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