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By Erica K. Landau

Published on April 28, 2009 at 1:39pm

Why can't we just let Ian Curtis die already? It's what he wanted! Still, if you've been waiting for the newest incarnation of Joy Division since She Wants Revenge, new Lake Worth venue Propaganda may provide the fix you need this Saturday. Besides, with pink slips looming over everyone's head and 8.5 percent of Americans unemployed, it's a legitimate time to reflect on the depths of your emotional abyss.

West Palm Beach indie outfit Surfer Blood, formerly known as TV Club, revives the same lo-fi, post-punk qualities that Joy Division embodied. The band's a little 1980s, a little experimental, and at times, more than a little melancholic. Beyond all the gloomy stuff, though, Surfer Blood's songs are catchy as hell and incorporate Of Montreal-style harmonies that mitigate its maudlin mood. Yet any hint of joyful tidings diminishes at first read of the band's Myspace page. Members include "Id, Ego, and Super-ego." That's so self-aware of them... viva Ian Curtis!