Lights flash faster and faster, an electric chord follows suit; “howy’alld oinouttheretonight?!” bellows a voice. This is the frenzied end to the first song tonight from the inhibitionless, perpetually grinning,…

More than anyone else, save perhaps friend and past collaborator James Murphy, The Rapture triggered off the post-punk revival that still – through a slew of terrible asymmetrical haircuts and…