When this trio dropped its self-titled debut 10 years ago, their throwback sludge was ahead of its time. With big, swampy guitars, bad-boy rock-star posturing, and white-noise Anglophilia, BRMC brought, as much as anything, an attitude that had been largely missing since the height of the Madchester scene. As garage rock and shoegaze revivals exploded in subsequent years, the Los Angeles band, however prescient, were nonetheless rather limited conceptually, and as they were overtaken by those who followed it was perhaps predictable that they opted to branch out and explore their folk roots.... More >>>