Chicago's art-damaged post-punks New Black return with a sophomore CD that's a modern hybrid of the new-wave/no-wave pop/punk dynamic. What might just be the album the x-ray spex never wrote, has a visceral undertone that's drugged out and creepy. Playing with frenetic beats and frantic riffs, there's a duality here that both decadent and distorted. At times dance-y and flamboyant, others fast and flagrant, always on the razors edge. The dueling girl/boy vocals of Patti Gran (guitar) and Liam Kimball (bass)   [ read more ]

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If the B-52's were to have a weekend of wild sex with Q and not U, the bastard child might look and sound a good deal like New Black. A punk rock concoction of spit and attitude, anarchy and invention -- the New Black alchemy is good science. A Chicago foursome, their eclectic brand of new wave dynamics meets no wave grit is white-hot. Amid the yin and yang, the tension and release of this burning boy/girl pop explosion, are danceable backbeats, howling guitars, wailing keys, and growling bass lines. Quirky   [ read more ]

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