Having taken their native Down Under by storm last year, microphone-haired Andrew Stockdale finally leads this beast of a band to conquer new shores. Thankfully, they all seem to have boned up on their Led Zep, Sabbath and AC/DC. But Wolfmother are no cov

Having taken their native Down Under by storm last year, microphone-haired Andrew Stockdale finally leads this beast of a band to conquer new shores.

Thankfully, they all seem to have boned up on their Led Zep, Sabbath and AC/DC.

But Wolfmother are no covers band.

Opener Dimension sets the tone, threading a thick, buzzing guitar riff and Stockdale's shivery yowls to stupefying effect, later tracks adding swirling organ, guitar wig-outs and thunderous drums.

Taking the best elements of blues, space, psyche and balls-out rock and welding them into a competition-crushing onslaught across thirteen almost faultless tracks, Wolfmother have created one of the mightiest debuts this millennium. 5/5