Even Pricks

Even Pricks is a slick Tourettes tic, an ‘I Like’ smog of Hotel California and handclaps, shimmering with the glossy seductive joy of CGI. Instead of bringing us the hard sell, it’s abundantly underfilled and sincerely insecure, recalling the sweetly troubling bass lines of 1970s French psychedelic pop and pastel-coloured dreams too good to be true. But that can t stop it tasting so good.