Melissa Lane

Le Tigre has a snotty little sister. And she does not give a fuck about politics, music critics, eating better than Burger King or who sees her gold lame camel toe. The Oakland foursome is Hunx and Junx (lanky, gay beefcakes who favor little seventies running shorts) and Chunx and Funx (two over-sexed, cheap-chic queens). Together, they are a petulant electro-trash spectacle. Where electro-clash forged a sophisticated earnesty/irony helix that elevated fashion to an adoring/mocking hysteria, GT goes for bottom-feeder debauchery. "Kottonmouth BJ" patiently explains, "You can't bone my mouth when my mouth is bone-dry." While definitely taking cues from the sex-assured "Teaches of Peaches" they come roundly back to big, smart sister Le Tigre by way of B-52s-style organ, an electro-punk combination, and pouty yelling. You can suss out L'Trimm's simplistic drum-machine beat and delivery, too--but, to their credit, GT deftly carves out their own corner of the continuing electro evolution. Their first album "Are you wigglin'?" is out on the Kill Rock Stars label, but I can't imagine it does their riotous stage show any kind of justice.

Gravy Train!!!! plays the Open End Gallery, 2000 West Fulton, (773)276-3600, on July 22. (2005-07-21)

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