A frantic wave of unhinged boogie-woogie rockabilly gone punk, thrashing nonstop, band falling down the stairs with a manic grin.
Is it any surprise that Ty Segall's involved? He's in half the shit I review here.
Epsilons was one of his first bands, and it shows - there's a thrilling sloppiness, a total lack of stakes that he's rarely captured since, shades of fellow scenester Jon Dwyer's Coachwhips, in retrospect. It's dead simple, with less guitar fireworks (and 800% more organ drones) than his best stuff, but it's a blast, and a fun data point for connoisseurs of the segalsphere 4/5
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