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"I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain," mumbles Matt Berninger, and he spends the rest of this NYC band's third album rummaging among churning grooves and shambling New Wave rips, turning up depressed guitar poetry that's both elegantly wasted and kinda murky.

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