The Lacking Permanence

The masters of punk Americana return with a highly-polished and well-produced effort.

Down to one original member, who recorded most of this in the Australian bush, this album sounds desperate and hopeful at the same time with its strange mix of acoustic, electronic, and environmental sounds.

Dense arrangements of fragile parts, a wide palette of textures and tempos, and a pervading sense of drama make this a collection of pensive songs

If the aliens thought we communicated in oldies, and were trying to send us a message, this would be it.

An eccentric selection of songs, teetering on the edges of what is considered decent girl-fronted pop.

Four chuggy songs showing great promise. From Canada.

A dynamic collection of mostly-short funky jazz instrumentals, with a full horn section and a driving beat.

Guitars, synths, great production, and pop hooks a-plenty.

More modern Afrobeat, connected to the source via drummer Tony Allen. A wild collection of Chicago talents united for a smoothly entrancing session of shorter (for Afrobeat) songs.

An honest tribute to stupidity, full of hooks, snappy lyrics, and gorgeous choruses