If, as this deranged duo of electro-punks posits on the opening"Jack Your Box,"drum machines are the future of art, you can expect multi-instrumentalists Travis Thatcher and Ben Coleman to start blowing up like Andy Warhol during his Factory heyday any minute now. Coming across like Daft Punk with an ironic sneer in place of the Gallic laissez faire, Judi Chicago starts with a classic house music platform assembled from retro synth squiggles and live instrumentation, then builds it up with elements of funk, dub, drum & bass and post-punk, topping it off with a gleefully charismatic 21st century strut that sounds like the missing link connecting Sly Stone, Johnny Rotten, the Happy Mondays and Art Brut. 'Good For Your Neighborhood' begins with a simple Casio beat, adds fuzzed-out subterranean bass and squelching guitar, then whips them all into a sweaty frenzy as the cheeky lyrics playfully poke fun at computer nerds and multi-pierced punks, insisting 'it's nice to be nice to your neighbors'. Chick Filler is a dubbed-out dancefloor epic whose goofy lyrics make absolutely no sense at all, but which somehow manages to be a maddeningly infectious party track nonetheless, while the martial drumbeats and crunchy guitar of 'Mad Ape' could almost be a punk-rock track were it not for the tripped out synth sounds and a rhythm that downright demands you to get off your ass and jam. Judi Chicago's incessant irreverence will undoubtedly make them a target for the novelty act tag, but s