To think if this had been their first release. As the story goes, it sat dormant, rough copies spreading until a proper release in ‘09. By the time we got My Love, the band had moved onto the broader conceptual horizons that would make up most of their body of work, but this is the band at their most Clear and Focused. This is a band that fuckin’ plays the shit out of some songs, the same feeling they revived with The Pleaser (an album which would also include the s/t’s boisterous, pure classic rock closing track). I would never describe it as simple, though, and much less concise. Spiers’ haunting growl here is mildly cavernous as opposed… More