Being described by a close acquaintance as ‘just a lot of noise’ is probably not the best endorsement a band could hope for, but in the case of She’s Hit, it’s the right kind of noise. It’s the sort of noise that made listening to The Jesus and Mary Chain feel like pornography for the ears, mixed in with the ever-present influence of bands like The Cramps and The Gun Club. It’s a formula that provides a ready explanation for the favourable acclaim the band have earned in their native Scotland.

It also helps that, whilst the sound of She’s Hit is not one that is overtly modern or experimental, they still manage to sound like no other band in the country right now. Their filthy brand of garage rock is beautifully constructed: built on a rich confluence of inspirations, delivered with raw energy with stunningly polished and mature songwriting. So... it’s pretty good altogether.

The sequencing of the album seems like a subtle attempt to blast the listener’s brains out through the ears. The razor-edged guitars of ‘Shimmer Shimmer’ make it both the heaviest track on the album and the most accessible. ‘Young Love Dead’s' fuzzy octave harmonics make it sound like pop music from hell and the hypnotic ‘Re:Peater’ drags The Surfaris kicking and screaming to the dark side against an apocalyptic backdrop of unrelenting noise.

Throughout David Wilson’s snarling vocals have a pleasing Iggy Pop affectation and at their loudest the band do bear similarities to the Stooges, but it’s after the initial body blows have died down that Pleasure reveals its finest moments. None finer than ‘Lustless’, a song imbued with equal measures of delicate beauty and ear-punishing noise. The highlight is a wilfully perverse guitar solo that sounds like a cat being squeezed through a narrow pole. Brilliant stuff.

Pleasure is an extraordinary debut that rewards the band’s willingness to be patient in perfecting their music. Some of the songs here were part of their live repertoire over a year ago. The result is a polished and mature album with many, genuinely stunning songs. They’ve fostered a glowing reputation across Scotland already and Pleasure deserves to be the basis for consolidating and furthering their good name nationwide. Of course, that’s if the majority of the listening public can stop worrying and learn to love ‘noise’

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