This twelve-song album feels like a flailing morph between Matthew Sweet and the old Denver band Dressy Bessy. It sounds like the music lessons paid off and these guys and gal, as they figured out how to writes songs. But all the fuzzed guitar tones and psychedelic album art isn’t going to make the music any good. I’m assuming Plexi 3 is trying to ride the indie wave of The New Pornographers flag with co-ed vocals and layered instrumentation, but they fall short on delivering the punch.
–N.L. Dewart (Certified PR)