The above song, the latest single by my beloved Apples in Stereo, sounds to me like the missing link between Satanic Panic-era Of Montreal and Hissing Fauna-era Of Montreal. It is fitting that the lyrics describe a world of confusion and loss, as there are few bands that have so stubbornly clung to 60s-esque neo-psychadelic rock as the Apples, whose range previously extended only from Rubber Soul to Sgt. Pepper’s. And now they create this this.
The 90s are truly dead this day. Who will jangle our guitars now?
