Beb

Can't really place what appeals to me about this one, but man does it just hit this one little part of my brain craving noise. It can be a bit too self indulgent and messy, but it's overall just a solid experience from front to back (best experienced with your brain off and your ears and incoherent mumbling on).

Starts off questionably, but quickly becomes an unquestionably unique and amazing experience. It slows down a bit in the final 3 tracks, but it never loses the charm it builds from The Perfect Kiss onward.

Save for a few, Stop Making Sense contains my favorite renditions of Talking Heads discography recorded. It's an endeavor best experienced via the film, but it's such a special experience and culmination of everything Talking Heads had been doing up to that point that the album deserves all acclaim it receives on its own.

What an absolute revelation! I was enamoured with Squid's approach on Houseplants a few years back, but never did I expect to be delivered something like this on their first LP. It's chaos is comprised of heavy layers of fine tuned precision, just indescribable! Squid delivered more than I ever could've expected, moments like these are what make watching new releases worth it in the end.