"I wish my cat could talk," and other musings by Best Coast.

First three adjectives that come to mind when listening to this album:

Three favorite songs on album:
I Want To
Bratty B 

Crazy For You, by Best Coast, juxtaposes 60's female surf rock with honest, straightforward, introspective lyrics about relationships, weed and cats. Even an industrial-strength critic is no match for songs about cats.

I didn't put up much of a fight. Any willpower and preconceived ideas (such as my assumption that this current resurgence of female surf music is a passing trend and lacks true quality) were lost within the first track, "Boyfriend." With its sun drenched guitar licks and repetitive and obsessive lyrics, I quickly succumbed to the unequivocal, perfect summer album.

With each new track, Best Coast proves my predetermined ideas wrong. The tracks feel balanced and refreshing. The lyrics are ironic compared to the music. Take for example, "Goodbye," with its approachable, upbeat sound yet melancholy words. "I lost my job, I miss my mom, I wish my cat could talk / Every time you leave this house / Everything falls apart..."

Whether or not Best Coast will be remembered in 5 years remains to be seen. They now stand on a pivotal point in their career. They've packed the goods into this debut album but unfortunately may get lumped into the trend category. Hopefully, with the next album, they will demonstrate continued success and staying power.

Album design:
In some ways, the album design mimics the music. Its simple, quirky design plays on the lyrics, but compared to the music, the design is that of a passing trend where as the music is not. If I saw this album (without having heard the record) in a store, I would never buy it.

(Disclaimer: This album was given to me for free by the lovely people at Rock Steady Music)

Next Up:
Stagehands, The Silent City (2009)