Recidivism.

[x amount writes: One of the reasons we started this dinky blog was to aggregate all the links/music/crap that we knew Dr. Red Duke would never actually take the time to hunt down himself. And he's never smarter than what we feed him. In this series we send slightly edited mp3blog textual guts (NOT the songs, just the writeups!) to the good Dr. and he tries to guess what song they're describing.]

[Artist] "[Song title]" - Is there an aural equivalent of squinting? If there is, then do that with this song, and you can sort of get the feeling of an imaginary rocking Portishead song with beats jacked from that first UNKLE album. I love the keyboard spazz-out on the break - it's like mayhem breaking out in a novelty shop.

-- Fluxblog, 12.14.05

Dr. Red Duke's guess: It's less like squinting and more like peering through your half empty bottle of Stoli as you witness the glorious gray onrush of hamburgers, denim, hair, pigeons and sweet, sweet hazy freedom. I had to squint a little harder to find that beat you were talking about (it kicks in about half way in) and I think the keyboard is ACTUAL whistling...but who knows anymore with all of today's fancy technology. It's sad really. Not being able to tell the difference. Bottom line though, with the granted exception of those Portishead fellows you mention along with your Unkle [sic] (although I'm sure you're a bit biased being related and all), no one rocks the house with that twinge of eastern block despondency more than these guys.