If Kathleen Hanna came up in the ‘60s and limp wristed her feminist punch, she would be Mae Day, the vocalist of this four piece out of Chicago. In an octave that sidles up to bitchy, manic pixie vocals work with a garage pop Bo Diddley rhythm on “Bad Habit,” sporting an earwormy chorus of “I’m so fucked up, I’m so fucked up” ad infinitum. “Let’s Get Wet” saunters into a bluesy Sonics bass line, topped off with a mid scale Chuck Berry riff. The flip side drops “I Miss You,” a dank basement bedroom rhythm like a disorienting 13thFloor Elevators track punched up with a Stooges reference—”I want you to wanna be my dog”— sung in what I could only imagine to be a state of broken-hearted unwash. Hipster rock’n’roll on raspberry smoothie vinyl. Recommended.
–Kristen K. (Tall Pat)