Out of Sight

The Spyrals know a good downbeat when they find it. And when they do, they let it percolate, choogle-ate, and, uh, groove into songs that are by turns heady and intoxicating and hip-shaking floor-stompers. Their debut, The Spyrals, was a glorious psych-rock excursion marinated in dense reverb; it's insidiously mind-altering. Out of Sight finds the trio carving back the layers of effects and going for a leaner, tighter sound. The spirit of a 25-year-old Mick Jagger seems to inhabit the body of The Spyrals’ singer and guitarist, Jeff Lewis, when he howls out blues-soaked tunes like “Take Me Out Again” and “Such a Pain.” His guitar rings with ancient Stones-style riffs, and sustained vintage organ notes vibrate the roof off. “Tell All the World” shakes and seethes, reeking of the sweaty, skunky smell of a ‘60s nightclub showcasing a raft of Nuggets gems (before we knew they were gems). “Lying” and "Out of Sight" are monster tracks, their chomping, insatiable maws relentless predators. The Spyrals have their own place in the current pantheon of psych-rock gurus—just about at the tip-top of the heap.