The hottest moment here is "No Pussy Blues," a hilariously foul rejection tale sparked by memorable couplets ("I patted her revolting little Chihuahua/But still she just didn't want to") and a Warren Ellis guitar solo that sounds like an electrical storm. Cave and company don't keep the needle in the red for every subsequent track, and pace-changers such as "Go Tell the Women" suffer in comparison. Fortunately, "Depth Charge Ethel" and "Honey Bee (Let's Fly to Mars)" offset the quieter moments with bracing brutality, and the concluding "Love Bomb" is an explosion of righteous racket.
That's the kind of grind anyone can appreciate.