This had me from those first overblown synth notes - that place where the texture becomes wooly and gets a life of its own, this album strutting like a malignant cyborg, all giant tone, all instrumental hookiness, escaping that feeling of instrumental jazzy-esque muso knobbery by just being so buzzy and feral and perfectly designed, robot cheetah on a stack overflow. This is future-terror Fang Island, digitized Danananakroyd, Dan Deacon in a silver suit, the Go Team's bizarro future-fucked funbuddies, Menomena rendered human and ready to party.
It loses some momentum after the climax of mmkit, but this is just busy enough, just frilled and flared enough with fun angles to have totally won me over 4.5/5
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