Two minutes into "Trip" and Bygones are interpolating the Hill Street Blues theme into their post-Zorn wow 'n' pow. Which isn't surprising unless you consider that this duo is a match made in math-rock heaven: Hella's drummer and Tera Melos's guitarist/howler joined in unholy, more-sudden-time-changes-than-a-Star Trek-DVD matrimony. Which prompts a question: Why do so many not-quite-noisers devote themselves to fake/real '80s video-game musik but not to fake/real '80s sitcom/drama intros?
Another nail is hammered into Autotune's coffin. Meanwhile, 30H!3's manager can't understand why Helen Keller Services for the Blind isn't keen on enlisting the band as a Facebook friend and—news flash—nothing was ever truly sacred to begin with.
Hypnosis Rainbow write one-minute synth-punk rants as if they're under extreme duress, tasked to crank out a decade's worth of Day-Glo aggro bangers by sunset or else. One's as life-affirming and raw as the next, even if quoting their screeds on your wall is pretty much impossible.
Bury a barely recognizable Jamaican rapper in slatherings of chiptune pop, call it a song, and call yourself a Web 2.0 anarchist. Why not, right? Careers have been built on less, have been way less amusing.
Sweet midlife crisis ironies on deck, here. "I could put on a tight black shirt," one verse sneers; another asserts, "I could match you drink for drink." And several other macho statements of fact surface in "Jesii," yet every last one segues into the same impotent caveat: "But I don't bother." Deliciously, these arms-crossed-tight declarations serve a rip-roaring Tazmanian Devil of a trash punk tune—so it's not like Pissed Jeans aren't passionate about anything.
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