The two structure the songs on Magic Potion in a fashion that sounds genuine and antiquarian without contrived overdubs, those that Carney describe as "very hi-fi."
"Just Got to Be" opens the album with husky, Southern-rooted guitar and crashing cymbals, then hushes up for a second as Auerbach pleads, "I've got to go because/ Something's on my mind/ And it won't get better/ No matter how hard I try." Tenderly felt ballads ("You're the One"), psychedelic Brit-blues ("The Flame"), and monolithic rockers ("Give Your Heart Away") follow.
It's obvious that success hasn't gotten to the heads of Auerbach and Carney, even after notable tours opening for the likes of Beck, Sleater-Kinney, and just earlier this summer, Radiohead. They have definitely grown as musicians since their days of banging up basement walls with muck-covered din yet still manage to firmly hold on to their signature sound and bust out solid pieces of reputable work. Ultimately, the band contradicts the age-old myth of rock ’n' roll: it never really vanished — it just needed a good kick in the ass to get it out of bed. SFBG
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