April 19 street date. Castle Face label reissue. A pop record for tired times. Sugared with bits of shatterproof glass to put more crack in your strap. At long last, verse/chorus. A weathered thesaurus. This is Osees' bookend sound. Early grade garage pop meets proto-synth punk suicide-repellant. Heaps of electronic whirling accelerants to gum up your cheapskate broadband. All are welcome from the get go to the finale - a distant crackling transmission of 80s synth last-dance-of-the-night tune for your lost loves. For fans of Teutonic synth punk and Thee Oh Sees.