Album Reviews

Does it have to sound this bad fellas? We all love your brand of fist pumping, T-Rex boogie, rhythm guitar riffing rock.

Generations of rockers immediately dug what you guys were doing and hopped on board, but does it have to sound this bad?

Do you really have to squeeze the life out of the music to the point where what's left of it oozes from between the flat smashed plates  of what once must have been some kick-ass rock and roll?

Does it have to sound this bad fellas? We all love your brand of fist pumping, T-Rex boogie, rhythm guitar riffing rock.

Generations of rockers immediately dug what you guys were doing and hopped on board, but does it have to sound this bad?

Do you really have to squeeze the life out of the music to the point where what's left of it oozes from between the flat smashed plates  of what once must have been some kick-ass rock and roll?

This has got to be some of the catchiest rock in years reduced to flat, cardboardy cartoonish sonic dreck that has no dynamic range, narrow band frequency response and greyed out harmonics. 

Whatever The Black Keys are trying to prove with what they've done to the sound they've recorded only proves they are not interested in really  causing a visceral physical reaction.

There's no danger here, mousey but we love you just the same. 

If you buy the vinyl you get the CD free and while the packaging is excellent, you're better off just buying the MP3 edition on iTunes.

If I had the opportunity to play Mr. Mouse a UK Fly copy of Electric Warrior hopefully he'd get just how unhip this album sounds.