Unstoppable Georgian garage-rock hellraisers evolve again.
What with early-career trouser-dropping antics getting them deported from India, Atlanta's Black Lips seem to have a manifest destiny as the early-2000s' rock'n'roll revival's answer to The Pretty Things - committed enough to survive, but too transgressive for the big time (even under producer Mark Ronson's tutelage for a stretch).
Where the Pretties nosedived with their early-'70s Silk Torpedo incarnation, mid-life Lips have diversified in a more appealing way: on their tenth LP, joining mainstays Cole Alexander and Jared Swilley, drummer Oakley Munson leavens the psych/ punk with frazzled country rock (Stolen Valor).
Elsewhere, saxophonist Zumi Rosow brings a scarf-waving glam honk (Crying On A Plane), while Morricone desert twang reverberates through Love Has Won and Lost Angel. Newest to the party is the no wave electro-pulsating No Rave, its '66 fuzztone mayhem kicking off Apocalypse Love on a deliriously good foot. All told, an uproarious upgrade on the garage bashfest.
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