Electro low fi indie pop, pleasing but messed up, male vocals and lots of stuff happening. Yet another local’ish weirdo who grew up on the north coast suckling his mother’s teet that was infused with Owsley’s latest acid offering, then collaborating with Devandra and drinking too much and sending his latest ware to kzsu that sounds something like what Ken Kesey would score as the soundtrack to his sci-fi romantic comedy starring two androids who lost their electronic genitals to an electromagnetic pulse accidentally set off by none-other-than Slim Pickens. Oops!! Think: Beck meets the Bran Flakes, Cornershop meets I Am the World Trade Center. Electro indie pop? Pavement in the 22nd Century? Am I too old to understand yet? Yee fucking haw.

1) brief noise intro, then a solid joyful electrobeat with offkey singing and nice guitar, totally tripping balls!
2) more fun bouncy love-den electronic fun
3) a little slower to develop, enter the sugar aspect, but still quite nice, killer out-tro
4) CAREFUL, ~15 second silent intro (dead air) to a dreamy cutesy minimalist love song for freaks (like you)
5) slow introspective
6) low fi (fi’er), brief, guitar + vocs
7) supercool trippy funky hip shaking beat, kalimba (?) with swirling tones and the kitchen sink, wow!