witty album title, lads. trans am still at it after almost twenty-five years or whatever. i got bored on them after futureworld, circa 1999. still, they put out some seminal work. i would love to herald this record as a return to form. instead i'm just gonna say you could be listening to worse shit in 2017. they're playing shows these days. i am pretty sure if i saw this live, i'd be pretty into it. good tunes. it kinda remind me of stuff like ota petrina, a little bit, or maybe some of the older shit they like to imitate. anyway, nothing revolutionary here. still, a formidable record. not too many other records i post fit the "jock jams" taxonomy quite as thoroughly as this.
i was listening to the excellent 'more better days' comp, and a stand out track on volume one of that fine release was from this profoundly strange pop record. i was so happy to have been able to find this on the inter webs so that i could share it with you. front to back, this record does not disappoint.
what hall & oates might sound like if they had just splashed onto the scene today. blue eyed soul for gender neutral bathrooms. i need a drink and a quick decision.