On its self-titled debut, Vancouver's Ladyhawk roars, rages, and rambles through spiky, country-inflected rock that combines the ragged glory of Neil Young/Crazy Horse and a distortion-drenched corn-fed throb à la early Soul Asylum. Though prone to meandering (the seven-minute "Long 'Til the Morning"), the band makes up for it with nuggets like "Drunk Eyes," which conveys a bit of beer-goggled wisdom: "It's a long way back on a moonlit night with your drunk eyes on/And you can wind up wandering places where you don't belong."