When searching for a true rock sound that encapsulates feeling and raw emotion, look no further than Texas's King's X. The band's 11th release, Ogre Tones, recaptures many of the band's earlier approaches found on their esteemed albums like Gretchen Goes to Nebraska and Faith Hope Love. After placing the CD in my player while combating Treasure Valley gridlock, I found myself tapping away to groove sounds and eye-opening riffs. This fact became so prevalent while sitting on I-84 that I was able to ignore the ignorance of rubberneckers watching Officer John Q hand out a revenue busting ticket. With harmonious overtures carrying what seems like an attempt at new millennium James Brown vocal approaches, Doug Pinnick, Ty Tabor, and Jerry Gaskill take the listener on a ride to a musical world with no equilibrium. Though at times the album loses its momentum, it makes up for it in its inspiration with songs like "Alone" that counter much of the dreariness found in today's urban culture. After almost 20 years of being highly regarded as the best rock band never to "make it," King's X continues to make its non-pop cultured attack on the eardrums of willing listeners in this latest installment of glory. Perhaps what is missing from this album and several of the band's previous releases is the lack of a big name production team. Enter producer Brendan O'Brien's 1994 "Dog Man" collaboration with the band, which brought King's X on the verge of commercial success. Regardless, Ogre Tones will take you out of the doldrums of a tedious day or, in my case, the judicial walls of granite slowing the evening commute after a long day's work. The band will be playing the Big Easy on November 27 and, provided I am not counting the blades of grass on the I-84 medians, I plan to be there, feeling the groove of perhaps the most inspirational three piece this city has seen in some time.