SoTD: The Dead Weather “I Can’t Hear You”
Holy shit, this is one dirty, grimy, sleazy little bit of musical magic. If sound waves could smell like smoke, sweat and whisky, that’s what this song would reek of. It’s bluesy and abrasive with a little early Zeppelin Jimmy Page-ness poking through here and there. It’s got me so hot and bothered. I think I need a cool damp towel to wipe my brow. After listening to it four or five times straight, I feel worn out and just clinging to the hope that I’m still respected in the morning. And if I’m not, oh well. The earfuck was so good, it was worth being used.
A Serious Thinking Problem 
i couldn’t agree more with this review. the song is literally sex.