Darker My Love
In the realm of rock and roll, the groove is everything. Los Angeles’ Darker My Love never leaves that facet ignored on its second Dangerbird Records release, 2. The Dandy Warhols would be entranced by the woodshedding fivesome and perhaps even envious of its innate ability to lasso a groove by the hind legs and ride it into the psych-rock sunset. Channeling the druggy yet coherent-enough-to-be-catchy sensibilities of the Stone Roses and the Brian Jonestown Massacre, Darker My Love makes a strong case for not bemoaning too much the recent Oasis split. Hard to believe that these guys came of age with punk bands the Distillers and the Nerve Agents when they’re playing like the brethren of Primal Scream.