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Liars

Liars (Mute)

By Michael D. Ayers

Published on September 05, 2007

In the material accompanying Liars, guitarist and lead vocalist Angus Andrew says, "If you told me last year Liars would release a record like this, I would have laughed." What he means is: Coming off the heels of 2006's critically acclaimed and haunting Drum's Not Dead, never would the three-piece imagine they'd make something so different. Which is strange. Up to this point, they've consistently changed styles, forms, and lineups, shifting from dance-punk to a hazy, atonal rock.

This is a band that can make extremely challenging albums and knows it. But Liars isn't so different after all, expanding on the brooding, angsty mood that Dead established. "Houseclouds" is a repetitive, marching synth anthem. In contrast, paranoia-funneling tracks like "The Dumb in the Rain" and "Leather Prowler" aren't catchy at all.

There's a newfound looseness here too. Their sound and lyrics had previously been highly correlated throughout an album. But not having a concept makes Liars even harder to get -- a "Here, chew on this for a bit, you'll like it, we swear" feeling of dread and uncertainty, the one characteristic the band has never abandoned. A masterpiece? No. Disturbingly solid noise? Sure.