If Footmen Tire You
, is still raw, four-through-the-floor stuff, but it steers away from a wipeout with wired guitar leads. From the get-go, the band swings more ("Watch Your Head") and attempts a facsimile of rhythmic dynamics ("Right Between the Eyes," "Mind Control"). Also, Wesley Doyle reins in his screech so that at times he echoes Jack White -- though with less Victorian manners and more Alabama Slammers. And there's a dark core burning through it all -- creepy background vocals, soot-black lyrics -- so expect remorseful murder ballads soon. But for now, the Bloody Hollies are still enjoying the slaughter.
Despite the fact that a year after graduation, they look as if they have yet to ditch their Catholic school uniforms, Buffalo's Bloody Hollies at least sound older. The band's 2004 debut came on like a rabid wolverine, reducing "AC/DC or Ramones" debates to an apples-and-oranges thing. Most of the band's latest,