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The Kills: Blood Pressures

The Kills:
Blood Pressures
(Domino)
[Rating: 3.5 stars]

After vocalist Alison Mosshartโ€™s semi-defection to The Dead Weather and the threat of Jamie Hinceโ€™s dissolution into the fashion world with fiancรฉe Kate Moss, some feared weโ€™d never see another album from The Kills. Itโ€™s been a cold three years since 2008โ€™s garage-synthy third album Midnight Bloom, but their new effort Blood Pressures is more than worth the wait. Expansive and rich, with grinding girl-on-boy vocals with massive drums and a vintage sheen slipping into sludgy classic rock tributes and distorted guitar riffs, this is without a doubt their most mature album to date.

Opener โ€œFuture Starts Slowโ€ throws the door open with deep, aggressive guitar riffs and double vocals, building up to a chorus that lets you know what youโ€™re about to experience: โ€œโ€ฆYou can blow whatโ€™s left of my right mind,โ€ they croon. Next, โ€œSatelliteโ€ walks in, a pulsating, almost unbearably sexy track that stomps from beginning to end, swinging its hips with every step. The song is characteristic of the album as a whole in terms of its generous and effective use of heavy drums, the pounding backdrop running through the record like a heartbeat (see third track โ€œHeart is a Beating Drumโ€ to collaborate this point).

But thatโ€™s not to say the album is only gritty garage rock. Mosshart and Hince make good use of their considerable talents, stepping into 60โ€™s-flavored rock on โ€œBaby Saysโ€ before dissolving somewhat inevitably into a pretty-voiced Mosshart singing a romantic piano hall song, proving that she can be just as delightfully silky as she can raw and ragged.

Ultimately, Blood Pressures is a little moodier and a little grittier than anything weโ€™ve seen from The Kills before, a perfect rock album for late nights, rollicking parties and general adventuring. Whatโ€™s good about the band has only gotten better, and theyโ€™ve shed a little of that pop sound that kept them in the middle of the pack until now. Be prepared for them to start running out in front, drums beating wildly.