CENTURY MEDIA / SECRET TREES
Grave Pleasures had always partied at the precipice of doomsday, but here the scenereviving post-punk collective let their undercurrent of anxiety seep to the surface. If Plagueboys was more rueful than its predecessors, this was the party reaching the weary early hours when all the really interesting conversations take place. No band could make the wracked, luminous nature of 80s dancefloor hits more immediate, but this was a deeply affecting tour of our parallel age of unease.