Last time around, Rodrigue's vocals were mixed back into the band and lacked confidence. Here, as on "Her Vampire Scab," they're right up front and Rodrigue's phrasing is impeccable: "Have you seen her/Brand-new vampire scab?/My solution's intrusive, but she can't take the abuse." Capaldi drives this song, leading the band in and out of verse, chorus, bridge beautifully, and Jones's late-song solo is downright sultry. For "Nevada," they go vampy, a bouncy Paranoid Social Club nod, and they borrow the pessimism of the Sophomore Beat: "My generation is doomed . . . I need another illusion."
Another illusion? I need another four or five songs. My standard for reviewing a disc is five listens. I have this at least 15 spins this week. Couldn't get enough of it. It's got energy equal to its emotion, depth equal to its heights. As long as they've got plans for another EP in six months — better yet a full-length — I'll be okay. If it takes another year for another six songs, I'll be disappointed.
Sam Pfeifle can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.
THE BOO BOX | Released by Holy Boys Danger Club | with the Stereo Flys + Fly Upright Kite | at the Empire, in Portland | March 13 |www.holyboysdangerclub.com
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