“302”, the first song on this record, is so unbelievably awesome and bubblegum catchy. I wish I could quit playing it. It’s getting stuck in my head and I find myself singing it out loud: “I think you’re funny, I think you’re cute. I’d like to drink my brains, my brains out with you.” A man of my age gets some weird looks singing such dorkisms on elevators and such. The lead singer has a voice so completely unbelievably gorgeous and powerful she’s lucky to have a band that can carry her. Not to mention the songwriting—I’ve heard far too many bands with a great female vocalist where the songs or the rest of the band just fall flat around them. On the second side, “Give Him the Squirrel” is a little more cryptic, a song whose character is “feeling lost and lacking in direction” and forced into “information overload!” The songs ends with the shouted “my heart’s exploding and it’s splattering all over your face, your face, YOUR FACE...YOU SHOULD SEE YOUR FACE!” “Beat It into Me” doesn’t let up on the pop, but the lyrics take on a socio-political tone: “they beat it, they beat it, they beat it into us. We get it, we get it, we’ll never fit in. We figure out your equation to gain validation. Where lies accountability, in our vanishing communities?” The pairing of the lighthearted nature of the first side with the angst of side two works perfectly. Just found my summer jam.
–Craven Rock (Independent Fries)