No, not some magical mixture of Weezer and Wavves -- rather, a kinda punky femme-fronted on-the-fringe exercise in squirrely squeaking and bitter bending, combining clamorous+cute+coarse into a cultured and catchy package. Certainly a bit heavy on the piercing pep, but zany and turbulent and loose enough to enamor; and when quieting things down they remain prosperous and quaint: "Coo Coo" is cute-cute as it sounds til sour chords are (un)accordingly struck, "I wanna live stress free" is the theme behind the closer, a calm-ish crawler after the ruckus-dust has settled. Elsewhere, "Candy" and "Shithole" appear back-to-back, which may or may not be a metaphor for their mien.
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