Much like the volatility of actually consuming their namesake, Taco Hell swings wildly between roaring, twangy basement boppers and pastoral indie dream pop. And just as you know you’re asking for trouble mixing a quesarita and a cheezy gordita crunch wrap, the taste nirvana the moment it hits your tongue is worth any later repercussions. Do they even have Taco Bell in England? Recommended, even though the music on the tape was the wrong release and I had to Bandcamp the tunes. –Matt Seward (Circle House, circlehouserecords.bandcamp)