Hot Hot Heat

If there's one thing Hot Hot Heat are good at it's demanding your attention with catchy, upbeat introductions (remember "Bandages"?) and keeping it in their grasp with a sense of frenzied urgency. Opening track "YVR" is precisely that: busy and impossible to ignore, making way for songs that waver between addictive and anti-climactic. More experimental than usual, Future Breeds, at times, suffers from multiple personality disorder, but rescues itself with a confident, quirky swagger. Sounding slightly less caffeinated than previous efforts are the notable "Jedidiah," which samples, amongst other things, a fiddle, running water and a crying baby, and "Nobody's Accusing You (Of Having a Good Time)." While experimentation is to be embraced, the best songs on Future Breeds are in fact the ones that resemble the songs on Make Up The Breakdown. With rules come exceptions though, in this case "JFK's LSD," which sounds like chaotic Brit rock mixed with laser beam guitar riffs. These two distinctly different sounds demonstrate the essence of this album and its pairing of traditional Hot Hot Heat with a stylistic step into the strange.