Picks and Pans Review: Fever to Tell
Yeah Yeah Yeahs (Interscope)
It’s hard to say no to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. On the New York glam-punk trio’s raucous full-length debut, they demand your attention by grabbing you by the ear and not letting go for 37 minutes. Some tracks are over and done with before you even know what hit you; blistering blasts “Man” and “Tick” clock in at less than two minutes. Frontwoman Karen O’s sometimes spastic delivery—which consists of a host of yelps, moans, squeals and screeches—thrashes around the garage-rock assault by guitarist Nick Zinner and drummer Brian Chase. (Like the White Stripes, they forgo a bassist.) She brings an in-your-face irreverence to lyrics that go from playfully naughty to downright icky: “We could do it to each other/ We’re like a sister and a brother,” on “Cold Light.” But the most affecting moment comes when Karen O chills out on the moody “Maps,” on which she recalls a young Chrissie Hynde.
BOTTOM LINE: Rah rah rah