Versus guitarist James Baluyut’s “solo project”: A bedroom recording with fuzzy breakbeats and dizzying falsettos, chamber pop melodies and vocal harmonies.
Sometimes it’s explosive carnage, sometimes it’s crisp sing-alongs, but it’s always unpredictably musical yet so familiar. This is what pop really could be.
Includes several original concoctions, including “Jack and Jill,” which sounds like a lounge act performing to the accompaniment of an unbalanced dishwasher.
nd is a beautifully haunting, haunted collection. Songs are treated with respect, but without the sycophantic reverence that makes most tribute albums bores.