Upon first glimpsing the group’s cover I had some misgivings as to whether to take them seriously.

After all, their band is called We are Scientists, and features them holding up cats on the cover of their debut album “With Love and Squalor.” Before giving them a chance I joked to myself, “OK, they’ve experimented on these cats.”

It turns out you really can’t trust first impressions. We are Scientists actually does produce some infectious and rhythmical rock anthems. Several tracks such as?”Inaction,” and “Lousy Reputation” demonstrated the melodious voice of the lead singer Keith Murray and the rest of the band.

Chris Cain who plays the bass guitar, and Michael Tapper, who plays drums, can produce some pulsating and vibrant tunes.

However, they still experienced a few fumblings with tracks such as “Cash Cow” and “Great Escape” that digress into some nonsensical lyrics and screeching guitars solos, but there is nothing so unnerving that it takes away from the entire splendor of the album.

I am speculating, but I think We are Scientists will fair nicely with those who already enjoy listening to popular rock bands, such as “The Killers.”

Furthermore, the bad fashion sense, bed head and ironic mustaches the trio sport in most of their photos is not just for show.

Murray, Cain and Tapper are actually geeks. The three graduated from Pomona College, a premier liberal arts college in California and the title of their debut album is that of a J.D. Salinger short story.

Delving into more relevant information about the geeky trio, I learned from their Web site that the group started in a bar and has been putting on concerts across America and Europe since 2001. They described themselves on the site as “A three-tusked mastodon. A Mohawk. A flight from New York to L.A. with three layovers.” Whatever that means.

The group says that it’s trying to do something “distinct” with its music. I really had to agree with the New York band after reading that. They do produce a unique and genuine brand of rock music as compared to a lot of up-and-coming bands that often miss the mark and are better off?performing in the garage for their laundry and their empty cement driveways.