Jaguar Love: Take Me To The Sea

Calling Johnny Whitney's voice annoying isn't

lodging a complaint so much as applying a genre tag. His voice is annoying the

way a fuzz guitar is overdriven: That's its point. Getting past it isn't always

easy, but it can be rewarding, as Whitney proved with his prior band, Seattle's

Blood Brothers, and demonstrates intermittently at the head of Jaguar Love.

Joined by Blood Brother Cody Votolato (guitar and bass) and

drummer-bassist-keyboardist J Clark (ex-Pretty Girls Make Graves), Whitney

wraps his stretchable lungs around brittle, charged songs that evoke the

theatricality of mid-'70s rock as much as any of the post-hardcore acts they

take obvious cues from: Clark's production is most effective on the lean,

snarling "Antoine And Birdskull." The songs are full of frequent gearshifts

that sound oddly natural—which isn't that surprising, because what

doesn't sound normal compared to Whitney's voice Take "Vagabond Ballroom," in

which he yelps the verses, such that it's impossible to guess he could shift up

further until he does.