Crazy, energetic, hectic, and shouty indie pop with “wacky” synth and “unexpected” brass. I bet you five cents they wear “crazy” costumes onstage. I’m not saying it’s bad—it just seems a little par for the course at this point. If you like music that sounds like it’s actively trying to implode, then this may be your ironic thrift store mug of tea.
–Sarah Shay (Happy Happy Birthday To Me)