Imps Of Perversion is a singularly mutilated and lecherous mess that functions as a compelling monument to the band’s incestuous relationship with its influences.
Not everything works on Imps of Perversion, but it's still a strong second album that broadens Pop. 1280's horizons without sacrificing their pummeling impact.
Though the feedback and volume might suggest otherwise, they’re not working on an agenda of scorched earth destruction. They’re Imps of Perversion, delighting in leading others down the darker path rather than breaking it.
Like vampires stepping into the sun, Pop. 1280’s tentative crawl toward the light can be a little unflattering.
It’s like waking from a nightmare: you know it was all in your head, and you can’t remember many specifics, but the whole experience fills you with an uneasy sense of dread.
As much power and aggression Pop. 1280 can inject into each and every track they create, it can’t distract from the fact that Imps of Perversion is a muddled, frustrating affair, and it’s clear that Pop. 1280 still have ways to go when it comes to developing their sound.