Reviewing: Endless Boogie

Focus Level
No Quarter

Having your ear to the ground the last few years might confirm that everybody from Stephen Malkmus to Matt Sweeney has been mentioning Endless Boogie like they were a secret society of mystical men, whose music might change your entire outlook on life.
Keeping in mind that we live in a cynical age, hearing about this race of supermen playing this stuff that re-defines "riff rock" seemed more than unlikely. There have been many that have tried, and many have failed (some of them quite badly). Most of those hacks have come and gone, leaving me somewhat skeptical to the whole genre. This lack of trust caused me to question the current subject as possibly another group that would remind me of the bar band in the film Ghost World. Even after such esteemed member of the underground rock community have taken their side.
Things changed after witnessing one performance, I understood how totally wrong I was. The Church of Endless Boogie had me in their grip, and Just like their live show, from the opening seconds of their debut LP, you know this album is nothing short of a deliverance. On Focus Level the Brooklyn quartet plays Fun House-era Stooges hanging out in Memphis BBQ. They build layered, heavy psych like they have been doing it their whole lives, and with the results that come out of this album, I might believe it if they told me that was the case.
They make it seem so easy when they open the album and sound like they are doing a real hard ass take on "Takin' Care of Business" or when they make the guitar squeal in the middle of an 11 minute jam like "Executive Focus."
This might be a case of a band being naturally good, and maybe there is a slight chance that anybody who is planning to make music anything like this without going 100% should reconsider.
Simply put, death to false blues rock! Long live Endless Boogie!