This came out in 2005 — or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
The best secrets aren’t kept for long. So it’s likely only a matter of time before word gets around about Louis XIV and their debut disc.
This San Diego retro-garage outfit (formerly known as country-rockers Convoy) set tongues wagging with their recent EP, and this full-length followup is already generating buzz with its potent cocktail of cartoonishly cocky sexuality (“We don’t have to go to the pool if you want me to make you wet”) and rollicking retro-pop. Combining the thumpy tom-toms, handclaps and fuzzed-out guitars of garage with the languid decadence and melodies of early ’70s glam, Louis XIV come off like the bastard love child of T.Rex, David Bowie, Bon Scott and Ray Davies. And as they pump out swaggering little ditties like Finding Out True Love is Blind, Illegal Tender and Paper Doll, a sleazy good time is had by all. “By all degrees, as you will see, we’re causing quite a sensation,” slurs mop-topped singer Jason Hill in his faux Brit accent. Looks like the secret’s already out.
