Their rare concession to conventional categories (the thrash metal of "Queen B," a twee tribute to Tabitha Soren) notwithstanding, it's hard to know where to stick their album I Name You Destroyer in your record collection. It's too slow and sensual to be metal, too grinding for dream-pop and too menacing to come from any of the other highly touted coed duos du jour. The guitars, though, give props to the early-'90s grunge heyday, when bands such as Nirvana, the Melvins and Sonic Youth believed that distortion could save rock. All in all, it's not such bad company to keep.
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