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With Lossless, Eightfourseven follows in the Deftones’ footsteps, experimenting with an electronic-rock sound that runs the gamut of the nu-metal genre but stops short of crossing into the rap-rock territory championed by brainless bros in backward baseball caps. Raw emotion seeps through each distorted-guitar track on the band’s fourth release.

Frontman Lance Jackman’s vocals are diverse and commanding. On the opener, “Phantom Limb,” he is high-pitched and ear-piercing, including a chorus that never seems to end—and then gets stuck in your head all day. And his screams on “Chibana” convey the gruesome and physical pain of a man bleeding from every orifice.

Although the title track showcases some of the band’s best guitar and drum work at five-and-a-half minutes, it borders on self-indulgent. The more melodic and a minute shorter “Recover in Circles” stands out as the tune deserving of a chance on local alternative-rock radio, if such a thing still existed in Sacramento.