1. Out Hud

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Factors like packaging and song titles often tell you a lot about a band and the music it makes. Out Hud are an exception to the rule. Looking at S.T.R.E.E.T. Or Let Us Never Speak of It Again, it'd be easy to be tricked into thinking that Out Hud might be a sloppy jam band or, given their song titles, somewhat akin to unkempt jokesters like Ween or the Dead Milkmen. They're nothing like that at all. The way they present themselves contradicts the tightness of their complex arrangements and the elasticity of their buoyant sound. Fans know this all too well; perhaps that's why they make every effort to steer expectations of the uninformed somewhere toward a more acceptable direction: 'Think of the B-52's, digitized, playing 'Mesopotamia' without Fred Schneider, at twice the speed and length.'

So think of something like that, rather than Rusted Root as a musical comedy troupe - though comparisons to anything '80s-related is dangerous since the songs are never made to sound any older than the day they were recorded. Plenty has been learned from electro-disco, post-punk, and dub production techniques (disembodied howls, unexpected slides down echo chambers, processed sounds zipping in and out at all times), but the band leaves plenty of room for its own ideas. Let Us Never Speak of It Again is more electronic than the debut, but Out Hud fend off any criticism that they've become less human by incorporating vocals from their female members. The singsongy voices, sweet with confident attitude, only add another exhilarating layer. Otherwise, it's more of the same, which is a very good thing; no one else from the past or present makes this spiraling, winding, gadget-ridden, elaborate yet free-flowing form of music. Out Hud have, in a roundabout way, developed into the most original dance band on the planet. Free download organic chemistry loudon 5th edition programs.

That this album's cover is as appealing to the eye as the cover of Royal Trux's Sweet Sixteen - without a waste-filled toilet in sight! - is almost as remarkable. Andy Kellman.

It's interesting to note that Out Hud immediately let you know the status of their new LP with its intriguing title. Out Hud's debut LP, S.T.R.E.E.T.D.A.D. Was a surprisingly fresh booster shot of mammoth-sized dance floor paranoia and galloping beats that rose and crest like a darkened sea. Listening to the debut LP, the listener is reminded of several of the bands under the Constellation Records umbrella who played instrumental passages loaded with buckshot and baring brass knuckles.

The debut was one that stuck around in my CD player for weeks, nearly months based entirely on its originality, verve, and one of the single greatest long songs of the decade, the positively divine 'The L Train Is A Swell Train And I Don't Want To Hear You Indies Complain,' which still causes snot bubbles to form around my nostrils every time I listen to it. Unfortunately, Let Us Never Speak Of It Again barely registers any of the emotion or punch of the debut and, worst of all, goes ahead and adds positively dreadful lyrics to nearly all the songs. The new LP starts out well enough with the trademarked Out Hud cough, grumble, click of brief opener 'This Just In,' which sounds somewhat like what robot stress must sound like. Things head downhill with 'It's For You,' matching a bump 'n grind flourish of syncopated beats with aimless female vocals that meander and rely on club music-inspired stylings that demand a lost love returns or the first sight of a new love blooming on the horizon. The vocals do absolutely nothing for the song or any of the songs on the LP, and the LP's only bright spot is once again its longest tune, the unfortunately titled, 'Dear Mr. Bush, There Are Over 100 Words For Shit And Only 1 For Music,' which attempts to scale the same heights as 'L Train' but instead flounders about for nearly 12 minutes. I once believed the heavy female presence in Out Hud would lead to greater things; now it seems it's only led to improbably heavy-handed vocals and a band that can't decide whether or not to go all in and show its cards.

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