This album’s easy to love. As enjoyable as Jack White’s recent foray into funky, riff-tastic garage rock with the Dead Weather has been, Rival Sons seem to inhabit that world even more comfortably. Bathed in a hugely enjoyable analog haze (or at least a fine approximation of it), the songs on this L.A. band’s second full-length album call to mind Humble Pie, the Black Crowes, and yes, Led Zeppelin, but more convincingly than work by the vast majority of bands that have walked a similar path. Like his bandmates (especially singer Jay Buchanan), drummer MICHAEL MILEY sounds like an old soul, grooving like mad, getting his chops in at the right moments, and leading the highly dynamic proceedings with intensity and style. Very well done. (Earache)

Adam Budofsky