Moments after hitting play on Ghost Games, the third album from D.C. rock group The Apes, we were hit with a wall of bass, a “wah-wah-wah” that left us thinking to ourselves “holy shit.”

The track was Practice Hiding, and as we listened on we couldn’t help but to start moving our whiteboy shoulders in a whiteboy dance. “So, this is dancing?” we thought, our body pushed forward by the rhythm of the bass. What were all those uptight bastards in Footloose worried about?

And as we listened on. We liked what we heard, it wasn’t inspiring, it wasn’t groundbreaking, and it didn’t have meaning, but it had something, the inescapable but tiny joy that you find in music you can move to. Sure, you may not love it, but you certainly can’t hate it.

Ghost Games isn’t without flaws though. Too often a song will be way out of sequence, sticking out like an unfunky thumb, leaving the listener thinking, “Come on, I just want to groove again, man.”

Download:
Info Ghost, Speech Reach, Practice Hiding

Sounds like:
If industrial rock had sex with dance music.

Listen to it when:
You just want to turn off your brain, and turn on your body.