Maybe Charlie Salas-Humara didn’t know people were already taking him plenty seriously as a huffed-gas busted-soul spazzoid when he retooled his joke-cum-primary project Panther this past year. Gone are the broken falsetto yawls, drunk beats, and general devil-may-care dance music for the clinically insane or people who have no idea what dance music is supposed to be. Gone is that gleeful sense of wreckage but, in its place, is something far more fully formed. Notably, this release, Panther’s third, includes live drumming, courtesy of 31 Knots’ Joe Kelly, impressive cello workouts, and perhaps even more so, Salas-Humara’s singing voice, a surprisingly smooth thing–reverbed heavily here–when it’s not being punished.