With East L.A. (working-class Whittier) disco-punk fever, these lads crack dance-floor doldrums with clanging cowbell, bass licks that make hips flicker, fidgety syncopated drum patter and swerving, glitter-decked funk guitar. Combining one dollop of Eastern Euro post-punks Sunshine with a style manual torn from the inventive pages of hallucinatory renegade hipsters the Rapture (arriving full-throttle on the... More >>>