TUESDAY, JANUARY 31, 2012 | POSTED BY: JOE PUGLISI

Cloud Nothings latest LP starts out with "No Future/No Past," a hilarious title if you consider it a reference to the out-of-time punk rock sounds they are peddling on Attack On Memory, or their disdain for the fads of today's indie music. Tunes with this much immediacy owe everything (and nothing) to the amalgamations of years of rock sensibility. We hear it through the lens of the loud and loose four-chord bands of our youth, and the drone-y fogs of the future. Part of the success of their emotive songwriting is the rhetorical value-- our memories are being fucked with, and Cloud Nothings are removing and replacing the pieces with aggressive progressions we already know, words we've already heard, all different and all the same. Combine this with the impressive move from bedroom project to full-frontal four-piece rock band, and Cloud Nothings emerge as the most refreshingly energetic rock act in recent memory, sporting critic-fellatio and catching the ear on the first listen. A rare boast these days.