Initially, the debut LP by the New York-based newcomers Inouk sounds worryingly like the work of our own Muse?a hilariously overcooked stew of wildly incompatible ingredients. But No Danger is rather a cogent and brilliantly wrought rewriting of the alt.rock rulebook. Using Flaming Lips' psychedelia...
Initially, the debut LP by the New York-based newcomers Inouk sounds worryingly like the work of our own Muse?a hilariously overcooked stew of wildly incompatible ingredients. But No Danger is rather a cogent and brilliantly wrought rewriting of the alt.rock rulebook. Using Flaming Lips’ psychedelia as their launchpad and buoyed up by the McMahon brothers’ celestial vocals, Inouk streak heavenward, remodelling My Morning Jacket, The Beach Boys, Bowie, Dylan, Shudder To Think, The Stone Roses and (bizarrely) Suede in their own image as they go. Fabulously foolhardy stuff.
