Though it was released quite some time ago, I stumbled upon this gem (
Cream cover? Absolutely not.) prowling through the interwebz for something that was a little tougher to chew than the lovely crap-pop I've been getting into. True, it smells strongly of a
Franz Ferdinand/
Scissor Sisters/
Beck lovechild, but has some sort of quirkyness all the same. I myself, never tire of well-placed melodic "oh"s and a rumbling piano intro.
FunkMaster Bass General returns with coordinated geetar and synth-claps? I'm ready to groove in a big way.
Born Under a Bad Sign —
Moneybrother from Real Control (2009)
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