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The Black Lips are officially the greatest young garage band in America. Those of us who prefer our music ragged, dirty and unhinged have depended on the Black Lips for years. Folks like us were amused when the band puked on stage, peed on each other, and whipped their peckers out for guitar solos (it reminded us of Iggy, sorry…) But naysayers were quick to denounce them as gimmicky. No more. Their new record, Good Bad Not Evil finds the band stepping up in a big way. They’ve turned down the volume a touch, but the record still sounds completely untamed. This is vintage stuff; a combination of LSD anthems, greaser rock, flower punk, country-tinged pop, and pop-tinged country, all delivered by a bunch of charmers trying hard to be perceived as bad-boys. But more importantly, they’re trying to do something different. With the Spits and the Girls.
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