Album Review: Second Choice Ruined World by The XL's
Alright, let’s talk about Second Choice Ruined World, the raw and gritty garage rock gem from The XL's. Released in 1966 on Paro Records, this album is like a time capsule of rebellious energy straight outta the US. If you’re into that unpolished, kick-in-the-door rock sound, this one’s for you.
First up, “Second Choice.” Man, this track hits hard right from the opening riff. It’s got this driving rhythm that feels like it’s daring you to sit still. The vocals? A little rough around the edges, but that’s what makes it so damn real. You can tell these guys weren’t trying to be perfect—they were just letting it rip. What sticks with me is how the chorus sneaks up on you—it’s simple, sure, but it latches onto your brain and doesn’t let go. I found myself humming it while making coffee the other day, which is always a good sign.
Then there’s “Ruined World,” and wow, does this one pack a punch. It’s darker, moodier, and feels like the soundtrack to some late-night drive through an empty city. The guitar work here is killer—scratchy and distorted in all the right ways. Lyrically, it’s kinda apocalyptic (hence the title), but not in a cheesy way. It’s more like they’re channeling the chaos of the ‘60s into something that still feels relevant today. Honestly, it’s the kind of song that makes you wanna crank the volume and scare your neighbors.
What I love about this album is how unapologetically raw it is. These tracks don’t sound like they were made in some fancy studio—they feel alive, like they could’ve been recorded in someone’s garage after a few beers. And honestly? That’s what makes it special. Garage rock isn’t supposed to be polished; it’s supposed to hit you in the gut, and Second Choice Ruined World does exactly that.
Funny thing—I was listening to this album the other day, and my cat freaked out during “Ruined World.” Like, full-on ran out of the room. Maybe she knew something I didn’t? Either way, if a record can scare a cat, you know it’s got soul.
So yeah, if you’re hunting for something real, something that feels like rock ‘n’ roll before it got all glammed up, give The XL's a spin. Just don’t blame me if your cat bails on you.
