Normally, sickness wouldn’t prevent me from posting, but last week I got thrown all out of whack. Fortunately, my whack is now fully composed and back on track.
Let’s round ’em up.
If you told me this was a recently discovered collection of songs from 1971, I would not question you for a second.
It’s like Curtis Mayfield, The Persuasions, and The Rascals decided to secretly record an album together 50 years ago and then shelved it.
Magical. Magical, I tells ya!
Pere Ubu at their poppiest. Or Talking Heads with the mechanical rhythms of Devo.
How David Bowie should have sounded in the mid-80’s. (Apologies to those who absolutely love Tonight and Never Let Me Down.)
Or maybe it’s like Suede without the depression.
Whatever reference point you want.
Am I really recommending a group who wear primary color ski masks at all times and have written three albums of light-hearted songs about love and the criminal life?
Yes. Yes, I am.
Though billed as pop-punk, this is really an old-school, candy-coated, hella catchy power pop album chock full of handclaps and hooks galore.