Nanay Mo — TAKE A BIRD AND OFF YOUR MIND

“I don’t appreciate ya hanging around”

The vocalist howls a chorus so brief it fools you into thinking it’s a build-up; meanwhile, a guitar so heavily processed that it sounds like a synthesizer belts out an earworm-y hook.

They leer with such an aggressive melodicism it’s reasonable to assume that this band doesn’t get laid very much. Not to say that’s a negative. All-dressed-up-and-nowhere-to-go sexual drive fueled early hits for Elvis Costello and The Buzzcocks; Nanay Mo commits equally hard to their material.

“If you don’t mind, I don’t mind. You can fly away.” The vocalist sighs after the break and the guitarist tries hard to lift the vocalist out of the doldrums with a too-brief burst of noise. Tries so hard, he almost succeeds.

Ace songwriting. Suffers from brittle production.

RIYL: Joe Jackson “Look Sharp”, pretending that you still listen to the radio, phone-sex