What is with The Kills? Put these two, the girl (VV) and the guy (Hotel), on stage or record and you get the distinct impression that they're one false word away from either beating the shit out of each other or, alternatively, dropping everything and ravaging each other. In fact the sexual tension between them is such that it wouldn't be a surprise if your CD player spat out this disc mid-song in prudish disgust, whereupon it would proceed to crawl across the floor and attempt to hump your leg.
Which is, obviously, great, because given a choice between sleazy musicians doing obscenely deplorable things and clean-living anodyne, whining nobodies like Keane, I say pass the Jack Daniels and lets get naked.
The Good Ones sees the Kills setting their drum machine to disco and asking if "We got the real good ones", to which I have absolutely no idea what they're referring. Man, I'm sick of this prevalent lyrical ambiguity - can't musicians be more specific? The references to "Eyes being so wide", what does it all mean? Having said that, you've got disco, sex and drugs in three and a bit minutes of blunt, raw rock'n'roll. How can it not be great?
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