It seems so impossible that the Estrogen Highs came out of nowhere with such brutally animated rock & roll. So what if they share the same lo-fi shebang of the Black Lips, I feel like a Black Lips a-side wished it was half as good as the weakest Estrogen Highs song. It's not that they're better songwriters, but so intensely authentic you cannot resist turning them all the way up to try and sort out why what you're hearing sounds so incredible. Don't bother putting Tell it to Them on if you're trying to listen to anyone about anything, because it ain't gonna work. Even when they bring it down into a grimy strut like on "No Opinion" they're commanding your complete attention. It's exhilarating and empowering, what rock should be. And they're consistent. Every song has its share of late-sixties analog sweetness but with a beautifully rank proto-punk attitude. You just don't get this from anywhere these days. I don't think there's a record coming out of Connecticut right now that comes as any more highly recommended. Grab your copy of the LP at dead-beat-records.com.
Check out a track here: CLICK ripped by Brushback