I want to call Jake Tobin's psychedelic pop tortured, but I can't help feeling hesitant about it. After all, up to this point Fruit Flesh has always been summer music and nothing attached to the name can really be described "heavy." The newest couple of tracks (a digital single on
bad panda) epitomize this tightrope act with wafts of saxophone and twinkling synths on top of choruses like "I can't handle anymore." Listen to the mp3s and don't beat yourself up for feeling confused.
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