This intriguing, dual-singer-fronted band is often lumped with screamo and art-damage pummel outfits, and to be fair, much of this album falls under the "scare the bejeezus out of your parents" rubric. However, not only is their rage ideologically sound, but sonic subtleties abound, with clear links to the blues, the dance floor, even the classical avant-garde showing up on this, their fourth album. The Blood Brothers might even be as great as the Birthday Party were. Check "Live at the Apocalypse Cabaret"--it almost sounds like a (cat being strangled singing a) Rosetta Tharpe cover! "Teen Heat" throbs with a post-disco pulse while "Rats and Rats and Rats for Candy" is a groovy update of the messy, insane math-rock of Scratch Acid. True pop rears its head in "Love Rhymes with Hideous Car Wreck," which sounds like TV on the Radio and Die Kreuzen trying to cover a Le Tigre tune, while during the process they somehow turn into screeching zombies (that’s a compliment). They may’ve started out as another spazzed-out act who listened to At the Drive-In too much, but with Crimes, it’s clear the Bros. are fully-realized musical terrorists all their own. --Mike McGonigal