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The Safes — the Chicago trio of brothers Frankie, Michael and Patrick O'Malley — pound out raucous power-pop gems. But the band's recklessly energetic rock music is deceptively simple: Its infectious songs display the sort of effortless proficiency and ease that few songwriters ever master. The new five-song EP Sight of All Light (which was produced by Frankie) blazes by in less than twelve minutes on the strength of warm and gritty production. Ultra-catchy melodies and overdriven, saccharine-sweet riffs call to mind the quarky eccentricities of early Foo Fighters crossed with the timeless rock & roll of the Kinks.