this album makes me feel young again, and now that im a depressed man in my 20s is just what the doctor ordered. this gives me parappa the rapper vibes.
best record i've heard all year, great harmonies, just an overall great sound, helps that i had super low expectations and thought this record was gonna put me to sleep but nah it put a smile on my face at work, and that is a hard thing to do, i mean c'mon who likes work, not this guy, but hey i ramble, the first 8 tracks are all excellent, kinda lost its pace near the end.
this is the first album of the year to get the dangleyballs dope rating, the way Merrill Garbus slithers through a song makes me happy. also she used her white woman voice and made me think i was an african man, i lifted my boxers, my suspicions were confirmed, though she had me convinced otherwise.
two words to describe this album - toothpaste wallpaper
two words for lead guitar - giggity goo
depression music for fuck boys. holy balls this had a promising start but by the third track all my inner thoughts are this guys vocals are straight ebola, will not be coming back to sit on any of this mans porches. sorry my iq isn't high enough to find this to be some got dang masterpiece.
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