The DC-based trio El Guapo creates earnest three-minute sonatas that could almost be called art punk if they weren’t so, well, electronic. Using drum machine pounding and clacking as a starting point, they haphazardly arrange stop/start indie-rock guitars, off-kilter drumming and cryptic vocals into a fusion that at best sounds like a new wave Sonic Youth (“Justin Destroyer,” “The Time: Night”) and at worst sounds like amateurish electro (“Just Don’t Know”). I’d say Fake French finds the former free-jazz outfit settling into an endearing dance-punk sound, but this threesome values experimentation so much that their next album could well mix black metal with alt-country.