This album showed up in my PO Box (marked Royal Mail) with no hint of who sent it. I opened it to find The Ladykillers and let me tell you something. It doesn't matter that the band didn't identify itself on the envelope. I was hooked mere moments into this album. Why? It's the fuzz, man. The guitar is wonderfully fuzzy.
That being said, I don't think I would call this a garage band because I'm not sure it's raw enough. There are some garage aspects, but it would be more accurate to call this a fuzz rock band. And boy does this band rock. The first two tracks are pure fuzz rock goodness, but then the band turns up the catchy meter for "Give on Up." This band not only has some infectious hand clapping and a bass line that CAKE might describe as "bowel-shaking." Speaking of infectious, "Good God" is a song that might get lodged in your head for an entire day.
If I had to draw one comparison for this band I would say Contrast. Both bands incorporate some garage sounds but ultimately are a little more polished than most garage bands. If you're someone who laments the state of rock music at the moment, listen to The Ladykillers. If nothing else, you'll be convinced that there is one really good rock band out there.