(Hozac) I don't know what it is about the recent releases by these Philly phreaks so spectacular but I have some inklings. Perhaps it's the hypno-harmonies that fall somewhere between 8-year old jumprope girls chanting on the playground and Phil Spector love slave backup singers making audio gold. Perhaps it's the ability to make every hook-filled tune sound simultaneously joyfully innocent and unnervingly erotic. Perhaps its the alchemy of removing all the grit and testosterone from garage/psyche/60s music yet never getting "twee."But its probably just because the songs are really, really good.
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