"A joyous rummage through harmony-layered peppy pop."
One of those fabulous Kiwi entities, like Aorangi Park, or Mallowpuffs, that have been around forever but most of us internationalists would barely have heard of, The Phoenix Foundation's sixth studio album is a joyous rummage through harmony-layered peppy pop.
Animal Collective's collective catalogue is an obvious touchstone, albeit with much less arty tomfoolery. Bob Lennon John Dylan and the title track (tucked away at the end, despite deserving a more pedestal position) are both fabulous expositions of classic radio-friendly pop that sounds like if Crowded House had taken the electronic route and clubbed more.