August 30, 2007


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Liars, Liars
Mute Records, Aug. 28
Music geeks have to be tearing their greasy hair out over losing Interpol to arenas of the world, not that Paul Banks’s crew of born-again REM catechumens doesn’t totally feel their pain. Liars will be the opening act on that tour, pushing their fourth album, which is, conventionally enough, their eponymous one. Given Liars’ habit of radically repositioning their musical perspective every quarter-moon and titling their albums to make their current intents crystal clear, an eponymous Liars album is a scary thought. Originally queued up for slaughter as another dance-punk flash in the pan in 2001, the trio is nowadays the perfect freak show to help keep Interpol’s credibility alive, thanks in part to Angus Andrew’s newfound joke falsetto. It’s a post-Paisley Underground cacophony saturated with neo-psychedelica, idiot-savant found sounds and crackpot beats from an 808. On occasion (“Plaster Casts of Everything,” “Pure Unevil”), they trip over a groove they can live with for a few bars, but those are rose beds in a war-torn montage. The Interpol/Liars train hits Agganis Arena in Boston on Sept. 12. BEric W. Saeger.