Land Of Talk

The first creatures you meet when entering the Land of Talk are fuzzy, buzzed-out indie rock guitars -- the kind that leave music critics scrambling for adjectives with z's in them (hazy? gauzy? zitty? Wait -- that's not right) and then, once we've found them, using them like an uncontrollable tic. Ze guitarz' partners in crime are -- mais oui -- ze drums, keeping the tormented current crackling and rippling. But the talk of the Land, the most magnificent creature is singer/guitarist Elizabeth Powell, who whinnies and wails with Montreal's prettiest, girliest, angstiest je ne sais quoi.