The Pipettes made critical hearts swoon last year by reviving the '60s-girl-group aesthetic. But the Gore Gore Girls have been working that angle for nigh on a decade now, only liberally slathered with heavy doses of Dee-troit pound-'n'-sludge instead of Spectorian shimmer. This summer's Bloodshot Records release, Get the Gore, will be the band's first full-length in five years, so garage-rock mouths are watering in anticipation of another unsubtle confection of soul-punk bonbons both sweet and sleazy, in the high Gore Gore style. But it's in the group's legendary, bacchanalian live show that one finds the heart of the Gore Gore Girls experience. Stand back in the paws of these kittens, guitars turn into whips.