Hoooo, what a year.
Intrigue. Exciting Life changes. Suspense. Etc.
Very few new additions to the music library.
Basically I’ve been chewing and swallowing and re-digesting sleazy Mac Demarco soundalikes in my spare time.
Pom Pom has been one of the few recently exciting things to worm its way into my listening queue.
Words to describe: Poppy, sludgy, synthy, gross, schizophrenic, broken, medium-fi
Pom Pom is like tuning into a madman radio station, complete with kooky ad-breaks for Jell-o and White Freckles (that’s all the craze with the kids these days) that you can pick up at the local tanning salon.
The strongest moments on paper come in the form of the summer killer-thriller Lipstick and the late-night convertible cruiser One Summer Night, that sounds like a mix between old time crooner-tunes and mid eighties glitz. And while the rest of the album might not have the musical staying power of those two tracks, everything other track is so radically fun. I mean, there’s music that sounds right out of John Maus’s closet, a Goth Bomb punk track, and a greasy funk-lite tune in the form of Black Ballerina, all of it capped by goofy/weird moments that pop out in the strangest locations. It makes for a fun-ass ride.
1. “Plastic Raincoats in the Pig Parade”
2. “White Freckles”
3. “Four Shadows”
5. “Not Enough Violence”
6. “Put Your Number in My Phone”
7. “One Summer Night”
8. “Nude Beach a Go-Go”
9. “Goth Bomb”
10. “Dinosaur Carebears”
11. “Negativ Ed”
12. “Sexual Athletics”
14. “Black Ballerina”
15. “Picture Me Gone”
16. “Exile on Frog Street”
17. “Dayzed Inn Daydreams”
Cool stuff that pushes itself far outside of any boundaries that it establishes; weird key shifts, goofy lyrics, crunching sound effects. Everything’s there. Solid 7 on the freak-scale.