In fact, the Los Angeles trio's distillation of noise and darkness often relates to another caricatured set of rockers, the goths. KFC's label debut, Privilege of Your Company, takes the smoldering riffs of Love and Rockets and the shuddering noise chasms of Bauhaus and sets them to herky-jerky rhythms at brisk tempos that only a Joy Division fan could find danceable. Cuban-born singer Hiram Fleties mimics the ecstatic whine of Robert Smith and the despondency of Ian Curtis when he cries lines like "There's gotta be a reason why I'm never understood" and "Why are you doing this to me now?" But KFC applies a fresh coat of black nail polish to these tired conventions, with catchy songs taut with dramatic tension.