Mix Blondie with John Mayer, hop on a bike and chew some gum. Funky with a heartbroken voice and ’80s hooks: Somewhere between folk, rock, and Talking Heads.
A band working a basically melodic mid-tempo rock that moves outside of rote “we like the Stooges” bar wipe, but doesn’t artificially look to be “different.”
The ONE song of the album strives to be ambient, moody, violent, seductive, strange, and unpredictable, but it sounds like a song off the debut stretched out.
Beautifully arranged piano and guitar interplay blended with the bittersweet vocals create a wholly breathtaking and engrossing album that I fell in love with.
These guys heave a chunk through the plate glass window stoner rock stares through checking out kickass. Pair’m with their brethern Bad Wizard on a 2-year tour.