The Inactivists

The biggest sin committed on the Inactivists' all-love disc is that the first great song doesn't hit until track four, "Song for Gary Glitter." Before that, we get some decent material (especially the freak lounge of "Tell Me So"), but the Glitter tribute kicks off a killer stretch. "Taxi Cab"...

By Cory Casciato

August 20, 2009

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The biggest sin committed on the Inactivists' all-love disc is that the first great song doesn't hit until track four, "Song for Gary Glitter." Before that, we get some decent material (especially the freak lounge of "Tell Me So"), but the Glitter tribute kicks off a killer stretch. "Taxi Cab" sounds like a vintage New Wave hit translated into the group's trademark nerdy art-rock style. That's followed with the ridiculous — and ridiculously awesome — "WTF?" and the silly faux-reggae "Lock Jah," making for an excellent core to wrap the album around. The oddball compositions, crass humor and weird instrumentation — some of the best ukulele and theremin I've ever heard — may not be for everyone, but if that sounds appealing, this album is full of win.

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