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Radio DDR

THE REVIEW

Ah countess, what songs we have here, perfect stuff for your psych parties, those little evenings like the Saturday village fêtes, cosmic Fridays, fluorescent shirt Wednesdays. Yes, I know, they've told me, it's been ages since you organized anything, not even a game of bingo for freaks gone soft in the head and, believe me, I just can't understand it. Yes, I know, your bones crack, your joints creak, and your breath no longer smells of roses like it used to, but, well, getting melancholic is going a bit too far. And I even have the right cure for you, a record like they used to make, created by a twenty-year-old guy, and let me tell you, it’s like a glass of fresh water. Just think, the Pitchfork pocket-guide said that listening to it makes you stay young forever. I tried it, and I’ll tell you, I especially like the ballads, you know that bit about the sugar cube and the bitter medicine, but let’s just say it’s a pop phantasmagoria, with all those little words that, if you put them together, give one of those nursery rhymes we love so much, so, come on, repeat after me: psych power jangle or jangle power psych, which, translated, means the embroidery of the little nuns of Palo Alto and a bit of punch when needed. Ah countess, countess, in paradise there aren’t just children crying and old folks saying the rosary, oh no, now there's us too, so, well, I'm waiting for your invitation to the next party. I'll just add that, savasandir, the whole thing is gently corrupted by a touch of indie something, and insiders talk about a certain Guided by Voices influence. Stop.