Jammy, melodic double-guitar swirls, all perfectly proficient, perfectly polished -- but an act of unspooling, with flashes of unexpected synth texture and bellowing reverberation. Completely listenable, totally enjoyable, but with a plastic sheen that undercuts the liveness, in some uncanny valley of loose//tight, and damn those vocals.
Let's put The First Ten Minutes of Cocksucker Blues in the song name hall of fame though 4/5
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