Been a fan of JW since his days with The Beets. His solo efforts are a bit more cleaned up than his early lofi freak folk material (believe it or not), although the DIY aesthetic remains, as do the quick run times (21 tracks in 33 minutes). This album plays like a collage that might sound something like what you would hear while walking the streets of NYC (not necessarily Manhattan though). Over time he has become more comfortable singing in Spanish, but it fits the vibes just fine. Maybe half of these tracks would qualify as songs but its a fun ride still, even if the subject matter isn't always the happiest.
Juan Wauters is real and eccentric and I don't think he cares at all what anyone else might think about him.