#003

You can play your discordant melodies. You can play your plucky digital harpsichord instrument as jarringly as you like. You can say “When we cum are we really free?” barely 15 minutes into an album.

I will not be filtered.

I will listen to this 40-minute affair, face occasionally twisting into a lemon-bite-scrunch as a barrage of sounds hits me, then slowly ease back to neutrality as it transforms magically into a progression that a human being can make sense of. I’ll sit here and bop my head when I hear Cascada-reminiscent stabby synths that’d make a 2003 crowd at a soccer game start a stampede. And inevitably, a few years from now, when you and your peers claim that hyperpop is dead and buried and a new thing has sprouted up, I will roll my eyes a little bit, understand completely, and follow right along listening to the insane and cool shit you’ll produce while still feeling like a little bit of an outsider.

Pretty good!

editor's note: i've been informed that "Animals," the song which the aforementioned "cum" line originates, is a cover of a Oneohtrix Point Never song. so technically mr. cook did not say this. i still don't forgive him!

favorite tracks: oh yeah, xxoplex, beautiful superstar, stargon