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One of the brightest of the newer breed of left-field Australian rock bands, You Am I gestated as one of the uncountable global plague of somewhat hapless grunge groups inspired into being by Nirvana. While assorted Seattle ghosts still haunt this 2006 release, "Convicts" is very much the sound of a band confident enough to sound like themselves: the previously over-exuberant guitars are harnessed in the service of some glorious melodies ("It Ain't Funny How We Don't Talk Anymore" is a thrilling evocation of those all-too-rare moments when Sonic Youth allowed an actual tune loose on their records) and the writing of singer Tim Rogers is riddled with an appealing, bleary wit, flourished most obviously on the (uncharacteristically) downbeat, deadpan country ballad one track from the end: as a simile for alcohol-induced incoherence, rock & roll may have to wait a while for someone to beat "The words are drowning in the liquor again/It's like explaining cricket to Americans."