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Now Hear This: Hypoluxo | Hypoluxo

The resilient Brooklyn post-punks' third album recalls vintage Talking Heads.

THE EDITED PRESS RELEASE:Hypoluxo almost didn’t make it. Members of the Brooklyn-based quartet have been playing together in some form since their teens but their experience with the music industry could have broken a less tenacious group. Young and impressionable they signed an opaque deal that left them at the whim of a label with no interest in transparency or care for their releases. Many bands have broken up, fallen apart and moved on from lesser struggles but the frustration born from this experience crystallized into an aggressive and urgent album of power-pop-inflected post-punk on Hypoluxo’s self-titled third LP.

On Hypoluxo, the band have crafted their most polished, unmediated and rousing songs to date. Eschewing the dream-pop of their previous work, the album hits immediately with lead guitarist Cameron Riordan’s angular post-punk lines whirling over the unrelenting rhythm section of drummer Marco Ocampo and bassist Eric Jaso while lead singer Samuel Cogen’s emotion-packed vocals, replete with distinct yelps and near-screams grab you by the collar and refuse to let go. With help from San Fermin’s Allen Tate, who produced, these songs exude a charismatic charm that belies the surreptitious despondency that runs through the album.

Hypoluxo take no time launching into their entrancing brand of intricate post-punk on first single Ridden, which delves into the band’s near dissolution, while their jaded lyrics are cut by Riordan’s fluttering guitar work through the chorus while Ocampo’s frenetic beats are perfectly complemented by Jaso’s driving bass line. It’s not all doom, though, as Ridden concludes and Cogen leaves a glimmer of hope with the repetition of “I feel I’m stronger than that / I feel I’m better than that.” Nimbus is a derisive takedown of weathermen, written during Cogen’s time working delivery on his bike in NYC and the mercurial nature of the job. Shock opens with shimmering guitar work and allows the rhythm section to shine on the most aughts indie rock-influenced song on the LP, with big building verses and Kristina Moore’s sweetly sung backing vocals that belie the quarantine-induced insomnia, sleep deprivation and feeling of being trapped that spawned the song. On Nightlife, with its wildly vacillating rhythms, Hypoluxo recall the feeling of moving to the city, finding your footing (or not), and the hedonistic lifestyle that’s much too easy to fall into.

Throughout the 10 songs on Hypoluxo, the band trace their own growth from teenagers on their 2016 debut If Language, the eagerness and enthusiasm that were dashed by the onslaught of adult life and the exploitation that is rife in the music industry. There are glimmers of hope and a deep sense of resiliency in these vignettes of growing up, finding yourself and your confidence in a world that wants nothing more than to beat you down. Hypoluxo are resolute in their refusal to be taken advantage of anymore and the results are an album that is urgent in its convictions. And maybe a bit of a “fuck you” as well.”