4/5 props to Stoltz, he commits to his weird persona and it works. Like -- the less you expect the better it works, and the album bakes in this lowered expectation, some mutation of Beck and Zappa, manipulating itself into your confidence. And to be clear, less great than each, but never heard anything quite like this dusty, mad little world.
Also, props to Goodbye Porcupine Hat, best-named jazz almost-cover around.
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