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Trans Am
Sex Change
Thrill Jockey
The change of scenery seems to have done them good. Regrouping in New Zealand last year to record Sex Change, post-rock's poster children came up with a novel technique for altering their sound—they left their instruments at home. Using almost exclusively borrowed equipment, Trans Am parted with their signature vocoder (except on the spectral post-disco track, "Climbing Up the Ladder, Parts III and IV") and produced an album with an effervescent, synth-pop soul.
Free of the gloomy guitar-noodling Krautrock that has plagued previous Trans Am releases, Sex Change is unabashedly fun. Album opener "First Words" sets the tone with a shimmering evocation of early Depeche Mode, while the gorgeous "4,738 Regrets"—a lilting piece of synthesizer-driven pop—stands as one of the prettiest songs in the Trans Am catalog. The guitars come out in full force at album's end, on "Shining Path" and "Triangular Period," a return to form which serves to remind that while Trans Am crafted a novel sound on Sex Change, they did it on borrowed instruments.