Now this is some serious swagger rock, dressed in fanciful, indie-orientated sleeve and daubed by the rains of Gothic abandonment and desolation, this is hip-shaking, soul-quaking rock 'n' roll, built on AC/DC riffs, and adorned in semi-mystical Doors-esque vocalisations and lyrics, Ian Astbury the man at the helm, wolf child and hippy-love god, produced by Rick Rubin of Slayer fame, and jangling all the way to the Americanised shore.'Wild Flower', classic swaying sex groove, 'Peace Dog' more of a stomping war-chant but 'Lil Devil', sits on the tongue and jives, this is full steam ahead rock n' roll. It's a cauldron of wasted punk, glitter glam and kick-ass fire, and whilst opinion seems to differ on the production values, Rubin here taking the band and sound to more bloated heights, this has an appealing shine and attitude that Brit-rock always welcomes with open arms. Lap it up.
8.5/10
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