Secret Machines: Now Here is Nowhere

THESE JITTERY times have resulted in a new genre — let's call it "dread rock." Prime examples include Wilco's celebrated Yankee Hotel Foxtrot and the Honeydogs' little-heard 10,000 Years, but you can feel the undercurrents in much of today's more thoughtful popular music. Anxiety flutters through Now Here Is Nowhere — the first full-length from the Secret Machines — like the dead leaves that comprise one of the album's numerous recurring images of encroaching winter and time's slippery nature.