Scientific and mesmerizing white noise to blissfully lose oneself in. It’s soothing pop music and alien AM radio welded together. Unlike anything I’ve heard.
I regret deeply that I spent part of my precious weekend listening to this piss-poor collecion of ultra-sappy sensitive singer-songwriter country-folk crap.
One could categorize Home from the bands they’ve toured with – Sebadoh, Yo La Tengo, and Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 – but Home stand on their own.
One second it’s punky, driving pop, the next it’s noisy pop with dark lyrics, then jangly pop with insightfully inane lyrics. Everything they do, they do well.