Featuring Amber Coffman from Dirty Projectors, this slice of left field Balearic pop is definitely up there in my top five (so far) of 2012. Like all the best pop it’s melodically unforgettable and sonically timely; but this one snatches the prize because it is also so prescient, so topical, so NOW.
Lyrically it’s a clarion call: injustice, disenfranchisement and loneliness all reverberate through it’s five minutes, set adrift upon a synth skank and 808. It’s goosebump central, make no mistake.