The Original Sins : “Out There” : <i> Psonik/Skyclad</i>

Baby, baby, baby, they’re out of time--but so what? With fuzzed-out guitars screaming and buzzing, and Doors/Modern Lovers-style organ wailing, the Original Sins sound as if they stepped out of a time warp from 1966. In fact, if they had been fortunate enough to have lived back then, these musicians from Bethlehem, Pa., well may have been at the forefront of the garage-psychedelic movement and would be as fondly remembered now for lovably basic and trashy rock as the Seeds or the Count Five. Instead, the Original Sins risk being pegged as mere revivalists, but the unbridled passion and force of singer-guitarist John Terlesky makes the gamble work. The garage-psychedelic style may be too simple to brook much updating, but J.T.’s wild delivery carries a desperate immediacy. You come away convinced that these retread sounds matter utterly in the here-and-now--that Terlesky, howling with need, revulsion or momentary triumph, finds in them a lifeline out of dullness and despondency, or at least a weapon for lashing back.

Also recommended: “Move,” a sprawling and stylistically more varied album that the Original Sins released earlier this year with production by R.E.M.’s Peter Buck.

(Skyclad Records, Box 666, Middlesex, N.J. 08846)