There is some debate over the number of Outs, but I believe four.
I should mention that despite being a vocoder band with adorably vintage electronics, they really played a fucking show. This was no group of laptop jockeys.
Them: "Hi, we're from Canada. North West Canada." Eva: "So, Alaska?" Me: "No, that would be North West West West West Canada." [Then I just started giggling, for quite a while.] Eva: "You're writing your blog post already, aren't you?" Me: "No, honestly I was still just being charmed at how funny I think I am! Seriously, I kill me."