What do the Seeds, Dr. Demento, Roky Erickson, hoboes, and the Beach Boys have in common? How the fuck should I know, but I bet Paul Caporino does. How can songs be so instantly catchy, crackle-poppy, infinitely weird, yet singable and raw; like if the Beatles never made enough money to pay their mortgages, but just kept plugging away in near-obscurity and sung about their sex drives blatantly? How the fuck should I know, but Paul Caporino, the mastermind of this twenty plus year-long outfit, does. Almost too good. Well worth picking up.
–todd (Baby Killer)