Anticipation as it is, there’s scant need for much more than a fun-sized intro to Dan Auerbach and Patrick Carney’s latest blues rock two’s up. Y’know, one in which I would have erstwhile showcased some textbook thesaurus onanism before contriving to spew out a bevy of trite puns. Still…
El Camino references that most inimitable of all crucks – i.e. a vehicle which just doesn’t know whether it wants to be a car or a truck (ta, Urban Dictionary). It’s also the follow up to last year’s ‘Brothers’ – an LP of such fraternal levity that I almost sold both of mine to a man from Helston for a copy. Sibling-trafficking aside, that record – along with ‘Attack & Release’ before it – hinted at a move away from their position as garage blues rock mack daddies to a duo happy to eschew their ostensibly purist roots. For what ‘El Camino’ lacks in rawness (and of recordings less redolent of having been recorded in a dustbin) it replaces with lean refinement.
