First things first, please, please, please ignore any comparisons of this band to the White Stripes, they're not lazy comparisons, they're just wrong. I'm a huge fan of the Stripes for their individuality, and that's perhaps the only similarity between these bands. Apart from that, they're not at all alike. The Kills are fantastic because of their simplicity. Whilst the modern Indie scene is overrun by style and lacking in substance, drowning in image, narrative, souless solos and pointless recycling of music, the Kills ride high above all of this.
Their music is condensed yet sparse, some recorded on eight-track, some recorded on two-track. The drum beats are often repetitive stacattos, the guitar, sometimes so raw and primal as to be pure noise, and the vocals, are spiteful, viscious but sexy.
The album opens with 'No Wow', an attack on the unispiring and unoriginal media that we have nowadays, a stuttering skipping drum beat, along with nasty guitar and vocals, builds to a fantastic crescendo. The closer 'Ticket Man', a simple plonking piano piece, stands as a rant against the mess of modernity. Everything else in between contains hissing, thundering drum beats, dual vocals, and distorted messed-up guitar. The second half of the album suffers from not quite reaching the height of the first, but it's all good. Play it loud, and smile when the guitar on 'I Hate The Way You Love' rips through your speakers.
If you like this, then also get their debut album, it's even better. Ultimately, if you don't get this album, read an interview with the band, or see them live. If you still don't get them, head down to the Top 50 section in Woolworths.