These Are Powers All Aboard Future

These Are Powers All Aboard Future
Somewhere in a tunnel under Brooklyn there's a dance party going on. John Lydon is wearing boots made from the hide of an albino alligator he trapped one tunnel over. He's not dancing but slouching back on that discarded shopping cart and you can make out his white toe tapping. And that's because These Are Powers are rocking the underground. They've polished some of the grime off their electronics since Taro Tarot and learned that negative space is a powerful noise too. Pat Noecker's bass is still strung with hyena gut and Bill Salas' kit is still half Tito Puente, half Test Department, and Anna Barie is still a diva descended from Kim Gordon, Polly Harvey and Lydia Lunch. Put it all together and they are like a nesting doll full of napalm. All Aboard Future is as sharp and arty an album as a NYC band can make, with enough self-indulgence to be dangerous but with the will to rock your next tunnel party. (Dead Oceans)