

Returning to the same Philadelphia studio that spawned 2005's Howl, it's not unsurprising to find that Beat the Devil's Tattoo isn't too far removed from the stripped, temperate blues of their third album.


They aren't just saying it they're spitting and stomping it out, conveying the visceral sense that they'd do the same if it was on their front porch or the steps of Congress. Somewhere between the blues and gospel spectres of the Deep South, and the political intensity that, for the most part, has characterised Black Rebel Motorcycle Club to date, Beat the Devil's Tattoo emerges from the swampland armed with an acoustic, and desire in its belly.Īfter the middling, mixed reception of previous releases, Baby 81 and The Effects of 333, there's a palpable, renewed force here, ignited by the firebrand passion that made their early output soĮxcitingly vital.
