So there are two reasons as to why a band may project an image of anonymity. The first is born of that enduringly irksome desire to maintain an air of mystique – whether out of a penchant for the enigmatical and purportedly inscrutable, or conversely out of a need to disguise an identity we’re already acquainted with; one which may in turn put people off. For the former see iamwhoiamwhoami, whereas it’s Silver Columns and Summer Camp for that there latter. Thankfully, all that jazz parped out of yore appears to have now died down somewhat, though the as yet faceless Outlaw Boogie project complies with the second of these two reasoned motives: that there quite literally is no info, or none that the artist in question – whoever she, or in this case seemingly he may be – can be fucked to throw out there. Which is no bad thing, as there’s nothing to obfuscate the first impression made by the music itself. And in this instance, it’s a striking one: Love + Pain, powered by what sound to be GarageBand for iPad presets, is a shimmering jingle which mimiks Two Gallants’ Steady Rollin’ trundling along into the technological age. Ramshackle as its synthetic beats are rigorously acute as they meticulous click into and out of a preprogrammed drum machine grid, it makes for a gritty ballad that although aided by informational advancements, is unmistakably traditional in its overriding aesthetic. A little like the Sega Dreamcast console featured on its artwork, then.