WTF is this?!? Is it prog rock? Is it garage rock? Psychedelia? Vanilla hip hop? A bunch of high schooler fucking around on the mic? I really can’t tell. But it’s good. I think. Fuck, it’s really hard to tell.
I’ve listened to this record twice, and I keep coming back to the Hendrix-like fuzzlick in Pink Champagne, the power-pop of Tangerines, and the bizarre final track, “Bubble Gum,” which seems to channel Fannypack (remember “Cameltoe”) in a song that I’m pretty sure is about oral sex.
Oh, and there’s a cover You’re The One That I Want, too.
