Shape-shifting Chicagoans Manishevitz issue jazzy ambiance (hey, someone blowing sax), kick into Neu! pulsations, and get flirty with art-rock angles. "Dead Birds" possesses a quick-witted Television-y rhythm, slick soloing, and Cramps-like Richard Hell enunciations (Neon Boys!), but remains eminently now. There's nothing retro about it, though at the same time it's not entirely contemporary. Timeless? We hate to say it, ...