Sign up for our free newsletter
Free D.C. news, delivered to your inbox daily.
On their third full-length project, Anglo-Indian Tjinder Singh and pals could have exploited sitar-and-harmonium Easternness merely for its flash. But instead we get spacey dub rhythms, hiphoppily askew lyrics, and a young-London sensibility that’s masala-deep rather than Bollywood-bright. Pamela Murray Winters