Honestly, I think that even if Louis XIV wasn't one of my favorite new bands of the last five years I'd love them for their lack of political correctness alone. It's a pity they've already broken up (or gone on an interminable hiatus). In an era of fey, castrated emo turdblossoms masquerading as rockers, what could be more punk than a heaping helping of female objectification and (equal opportunity) racial insensitivity? I'm half-joking, but there is undeniably a certain amount of pleasure to be derived from knowing they rub the right people the wrong way.
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