Man Man's "Life Fantastic" strikes a curious pose: calypso, rumba-ing screamo indie rock, piano honky-tonk, acoustic minimalism all share space on this odd, somewhat ingratiating, record. The vocals of Honus Honus sound like a more spastic, castrated Black Francis. As you might guess, this works in very rare moments, and tests the limit of the human conception of melody for the rest. This is another sad example of weird for the sake of weird, and I hate that shit.
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