Philadelphia’s LANTERN is back with more red blooded, sneering garage rock to feed the ravenous masses. For those who have wisely abandoned passé notions of ‘progress’ in rock music (or life for that matter), Lantern’s heavy bluesy riffs and snarled vocals hit that oh-so-sweet spot. On their latest album Rock N’ Roll Rorscharch, released last month off Sophomore Lounge, the group bounces around a bizarro-Nashville with rockabilly abandon. Their mad dash energy and fuzzed-out gutter rock sewage persists untampered, but now dressed up in proper production of Jeff Zeigler (Purling Hiss, Kurt Vile, etc) in contrast to the blown-out hiss of previous recordings. Vigorous, propulsive grooves pummel you with a stifling, macabre feel. Soaring, seductive guitar licks swirl with a ghoulish psych sheen, while a steady bass-drum backbeat grips firm like an inescapable vice. These darker elements are tempered by a light-hearted glammed-out abandon – delicious squelching sax, stratospheric guitar solos, and sultry invocations spewed in a sultry deadpan. This record oozes with swagger and sex appeal, the way rock and roll should be. Check out the video for their too-apt single ‘King of the Jungle,’ and cop a copy of that new record while their still hot.