I really like this review. It's from "Lost at Sea" and certainly captures a current trend in music. Drink up! "Four Volts Triple Your Workforce Kanine Records Rating: 8/10 “If you’re enjoying it so much, then what’s the problem,” she asks, as she pours herself another glass of Riesling. “Nothing’s wrong,” he says as he finishes the last bites of his sweet potato polenta and wipes his mouth with the powder blue cloth napkin. “Maybe that’s your problem. You can’t enjoy anything if you don’t have anything to complain about.” “That’s unfair.” He picks up his wine glass, stands up and walks into the living room, looking out the window into the wintry night. “I don’t think it is. You take pleasure in bringing other things down, but you can’t find pleasure in the thing itself.” He finishes his glass and stares at the bottom of it for a moment too long. “Do we have any scotch?” “Don’t try avoiding the issue. Didn’t I see you nodding your head the whole time, from the second I put it on?” He walks over to the bar at the opposite end of the living room. He looks aimlessly at the array of bottles, picking each one up and pretending to examining it. “Answer the question. You were nodding your head, tapping your fingers on the table, even smiling, were you not?” “Yeah, maybe.” He pours a glass of Makers Mark a quarter-way full and sits back down at the table. “And did you not pick your head up, and tilt your ear that way you do when you hear a song you like, as soon as the first one came on?” “I guess.” “You guess, or you did?” She takes a sip of Riesling and swirls it around in her mouth several times before swallowing. “I did. Fine. It sounded like an early Wire song, okay?” “In a good way?” “Yes. In a good way.” He stares at her as he takes a long sip of the Makers Mark through tightly pursed lips. She picks the jewel case for Triple Your Workforce up off of the table and looks at it with a dramatically deliberate gesture. “Now correct me if I’m wrong, but you picked this case up several times to look at the names of the songs, right?” He stares at her, trying to look as coolly annoyed as he can, but he was never much of a poker player. “Right? I think it was the fifth one, ‘Andy Likes His Gravy,’ that made you laugh.” “At least something did tonight,” he mutters under his breath. She pretends not to hear him. “And I know you loved ‘Way In.’ You always love those boozy-sounding anthems, don’t you?” He looks at her up and down, trying to forget how attractive he finds that and crooked smile mischievous glint in her eye. “Well, don’t you?” “Yes, goddamnit, yes! I liked the anthem! I like the whole freakin’ album! A lot!” He takes the cloth napkin from the table and throws it on the ground. “It’s fun, it moves along at a great pace, it’s noisy in just the way I like! These guys are having a good time playing together, and it rubs off on you as you’re listening! Okay! Are you happy!” She takes a long sip of her wine, and smiles to herself. “I’m only happy if you’re happy. So, yes, I suppose I’m happy.” He picks the napkin up off the floor, folds it neatly and places it underneath his glass of Makers Mark. He looks at her and takes a deep breath. “Maybe we can listen to it again now?”" Can be found at www.LostAtSea.net/LAS. Click "Reviews". Click "Four Volts".