Super-spare post-punk indie-pop. Get yer hypens!
Stripped to the bone, this fits the mold of those "tiny bands Kurt Cobain loved" like the Raincoats, the Frogs and (shudder) the Shaggs - super personal, a little uncanny, not altogether musical. Drum machine taps it out, Alison Statton coos, that rad, weird, hard-plucked bass bangs out the angles, organs tap and drone. It sounds like a lot here, but it adds up to so little sound on the record. It's occasionally pretty (Wurlitzer Jukebox), occasionally funky (title track, Wurlitzer Jukebox again) a fascinating little artifact, not altogether enjoyable, but inspiring in its purity, that "anyone can make songs" indiepop thing on full display 3/5
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