This bassless trio boasts one of the more distinctive sounds on our (or any other) scene. Surf-size guitar, slaphappy organ and manic drums blur into nonstop pop delight, the musical equivalent of a blind-drunk skate date in the garage of some New Orleans frat house. This, their third long-player, sketches an appealing outline, but the full effect of "Red Hot Car," "Casmere and Campau," "My Catalina" and the rest can only be experienced in the flesh. Yours.

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