"Dos" sounds off as the inauguration speech of a group accepting the minimalist psych bop crown that once adorned the like of NEU and LOOP. If possible, thier brand of whipping fuzz hooks have gotten groovier. The group maintains its strident pace like a silverfish rave in perfectly folded bedsheets. More bounce per ounce as life goes jogging with bopping heads and digging heels. Five numbers whose style might fit as cozy at La Cave in 1968 as Ibiza in 1988. Natural loops with just enough vocals take you where the kakis and the cut-offs play together. Imagine yourself in the back of a cigarette boat with Alan Vega and Takashi Mizutani circling Easter Island. Smile as you melt under the glare of their mirrored sunglasses staring your own face back at you.