If Ghostbeat stick to off-beat pop and can the funk noodlings, dreary soundscaping, and cheap-amp guitar sound, they may emerge as top-notch “quirky” pop band.
These Seattlites froth and curse like white trash, whiskey drinkin’, drug usin’, hard livin’, hard fuckin’, hot rod racin’, law hatin’, fight startin’ cretins.
All glitter & glam aside, The Big Burn is an excellent piece of minstrelsy. At first, it comes off Indie typical, but manages to turn around slowly and subtly.