Meandering between psychedelic and shoegaze, this five piece out of Indiana makes me want to crack open a beer or smoke some weed. These are sweaty, sunshiny summertime tunes with Miss Mess on vocals, sounding like Grace Slick meets Kathleen Hanna circa Le Tigre. Her nasal cry floats from orgasmic to indifferent, while prog rock chords ebb, crest, and crash. “Gimme Away” veers into garage with a ‘60s Chuck Berry pogo structure while “Light of Love” and “Live Dead” show off their musical chops. The latter is an epic, six-and-a-half minutes of scat singing, rife with “oohs and ah ahs” that gently escalates to what I can only imagine must resemble a religious rapture if seen live. Not your typical debut, this is well crafted rock’n’roll at a comfortable 25 mph, much like The Velvet Underground. Recommended.
–Kristen K (Let’s Pretend)