(Narnack Records) This album got some pretty tepid reviews, but I’m gonna swim against the tide here. And I’ll swim doing punky reggae strokes. For me, this brings to mind their astonishing debut without sounding particularly like that album at all. The feminist rants sound as fresh and powerful as ever, and the rhythms are thick and revolutionary. Reggae is just the beginning here, with ska, Latin and African sounds thrown together into a tasty improbable gumbo. Not particularly groundbreaking, but this is no sell-out, and Ms. Up and the current line up know exactly what’s up. Their Chicago show last year, by the way, was ridiculously good. A mess, but ridiculously good.
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