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Art Brut essentially makes love songs, showing affection for mixtapes, drinking wine, and sleeping in, or displaying borderline obsessive behavior toward unresponsive girls. Complicated shapes these passions into an irresponsible soundtrack for punk-rock roustabouts, and anyone who spent their youth (or even their later years) compulsively listening to underground records in their bedrooms can relate. From the opening track, "Pump Up the Volume," on which Argos is distracted from his lovemaking by a song on the radio, to "St. Pauli," where he admits to learning German from 7-inch records, Art Brut makes music geekdom cool. The tunes themselves follow suit, as influences ranging from the Ramones to the Kinks pop up, resulting in songs like the brass section-infused "Late Sunday Evening." Flash-in-the-pan success and rock-critic drool aside, the band is taking a sonic step forward. Still, Complicated is an easy-breezy, smarmy, lovely rock record full of songs that, as Argos imagines, are "full of the things we can't say to each other during the day."