The seemingly harmless phrase "I'm being good" is pregnant with the impending misdeed. Similarly, the band I'm Being Good lulls the listener into a defenseless torpor before exploding with sound and fury. The main elements in this maelstrom are drums and guitar. At least one horn strikes at the ripe moment, as does a cheap keyboard. Most of the pieces are instrumental. If I'm Being Good were in America they would probably be signed to Skin Graft.