This came out in 2001 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
San Francisco’s Black Rebel Motorcycle Club lifted their name from Marlon Brando’s gang in The Wild One.
Their sound, however, comes from more modern sources — the crash-bash garage-metal of The Stooges, the distortion-drenched noise-rock majesty of My Bloody Valentine, the woozy fuzzed-out pop of Jesus and Mary Chain and Love and Rockets, the post-psychedelic headtrips of Brian Jonestown Massacre. With all those influences crammed into the sidecar, this trio roar through one of the better debut discs this year, shifting through 11 intoxicating post-punk, post-pop, post-everything cuts that rumble with power, crackle with energy and squeal with intensity. What are they rebelling against? Whaddaya got?
