I buy a fair amount of records. I regal you with mini-reviews from time to time when a record strikes a chord on either end of the love/hate spectrum. I especially enjoy talking about albums that make my palms sweat. And let me tell you, Future Perfect has them dripping wet.

From the opening percussion I was already thinking Autolux were onto something great. Add a heavy blast reverberating guitars and we're on our way. I'm not sure how to write this review without giving you the cliched My Bloody Valentine meets Sonic Youth line, without also giving you the impression this record isn't still somehow completely fresh and unique. Future Perfect makes me romanticize the one or two times I shroomed. While the reality of hallucinating doesn't appeal to me anymore, a record that hallucinates for me is pretty damn cool.

I've done little in the way of homework here so I can't tell you the names of the band members, where they came up with 'Autolux', or their favorite color. It doesn't matter anyway, thankfully. Before tonight I'd only heard a few tracks, which I liked - including the Here Comes Everybody single which is fantastic. I'd also read the Pitchfork review a few months ago, and henceforth was convinced this record should be on my wish list. This is one time I wish I'd followed through earlier instead of running out of money after browsing the used bins. It isn't often you hit the jackpot like this, as DiSers well know.

This record is curiously produced by T Bone Burnett. How T Bone meshed with Autolux to produce the perfect noise-pop record is something for historians to decide. I can only look at the finished product and offer my congratualtions on a job well done. Los Angeles is still the first place to go when God decides to pull his Sodom and Gomorrah routine, but at least in the meantime Angelinos have something to cheer about. 9.5/10.