Often wary of 80's-throwback indie-pop, this came off as too familiar at first - a thought that was relinquished when it became apparent that they really mean business. Every song manages to shake with gravity and shimmer like ice, catchy hard-hitters are constant, krauty post-punk tendencies keep things interesting, and it never even inches towards cheesy - miraculous considering how much the whole of it feels like a mix of roller-rinks, a cool pool dip on a steamy summer night, and the GTA: Vice City soundtrack. Commanding force behind/in front of it all, vocalist Jana Hunter, is stalwart and self-assured enough to convince that she is indeed The Earth, with a suggestion of coy chic, perhaps exemplified in the album's last words: "Entertainment / I don't care for it / That's no life". Nice.
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