For fans of Le Collectivo des Bananimal, Clap Yr Hands Say Waaa, da Fwaming Whips. Thankfully unpretentious psychedelic indie pop that goes deeper and darker than aforementioned contempos (ie, pulls all the way back to Dark Side). Cry-out vocals a la Clap Your Hands..., Born Ruffians, or even, dear god, the Unicorns. Big, complicated, soundscapey instrumentation. Synth, space noise, tappy drums. Very, very good.

Second full-length (and third release) from a Brooklyn-based band founded and fronted by Jon Philpot. Apparently their album-to-album odyssey (ie, maturation) has been pretty impressive, but I’m only familiar with this record.

try: 5, 4, 3, 9, 8, 2
FCC: 8?

1. driving, yet not-too-fast jungle beat. pitch-above beatles! very 60s.
*2. uptempo, springy beat. smooth airy vocals. as happy and poppy a track as this record has to offer. abrupt end --> could play with next track, or crossfade.
*3. oh, look what fell off the alan parsons wagon. hypnotic close-step keys + swirler synth with an 80s veneer.
*4. forbidding two-tone keys and draggy vocals. pink floydian chorus.
*5. broody pushy synth backing under sky-high vocals. awesome reachy chorus.
6. soft start. on the hypnotic (ie, ‘severin severin’) side. minimalist, mellow. breath-per-syllable vocals.
7. swampy, ploddy, heavy machinery sound. verses eerily evocative of... wait for it... “my sharona”. long fade.
*8. FCC? spurs-on hangman drums & random classic rock electric. dark and down-in-it synthy landscape. promo sticker says FCC warning, but i don’t understand any of the lyrics.
*9. fast, loopy. repetitive but completely engaging. great synth strokes.
10. busy drums/keys + spaceship noise. feeling the floyd. ends 10 seconds out.