Label: FAT POSSUM
Though the Seratones hail from Shreveport, Louisiana, it would be foolish to make too much of their roots. Granted, shades of Southern blues surface here and there, like on the hard-stomping title track. But that’s a single ingredient in a boldly expansive style that draws in elements of garage-punk, old-school acid rock and even jazz. “Don’t Need It” is the perfect encapsulation: over tightly swinging guitar riffs and gargantuan fuzz buzz A.J. Haynes’ playful voice dips, sways and scats, eventually bursting forth like an overflowing dam. “Leave your body behind, babe, you don’t need it,” she wails. On “Sun” and “Trees,” the set’s two most propulsive cuts, the group ramp up their tempos considerably, smothering their sound in a roiling psychedelic wash. As if to intentionally drive home the point that the Seratones aren’t about to be pigeonholed, they close with “Keep Me,” a reverb heavy love ballad that serves as a showcase for the otherworldly qualities in Haynes’ dexterous voice.