
Brooklyn indie rock band's final LP (and first for Matador Records). Lots of guitar noise and distortion, woozy organ, pounding drums and a vocalist who sounds like Isaac Brock and Stephen Malkmus' love child. Really great noisy-pop music.
It didn't exactly get me high. It had all the bad side effects of the more powerful narcotics with none of the benefits. It was just the drug for me.
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