Give 311 points for sticking around. Since 1992 — a millennium in band-years — the Omaha, Nebraska quintet has been churning out fratty dude-rock, offering the same hopped-up ska-rock rhythms, the same sloppy funk bass, the same, um, “turntablism,” in the service of an unwavering message: We rule, let’s party. On album number (gulp) 10, 311 are still really freaking psyched to be 311. “Let me introduce you to/The excitable crew/This is just how we do,” bellows lead singer Nick Hexum in “Time Bomb.” The song titles tell the story, here (“Rock On,” “Wild Nights,” etc.); the reggae-rock beats and power chords are blunt, dimwitted, completely formulaic. The only surprise, after all these years, is the band’s undimmed enthusiasm. “Innovation ruling the nation!” sings Hexum, ever hopeful.
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