Best paired with: a Big Mac and fries at 2 AM
This album plays like a night out on the town — I can practically smell the cheap cologne and brightly-colored cocktails.
A heavier and groovier departure from their more standard indie-rock sensibilities, AM oozes a sense of false bravado almost exclusively found in nightclubs. Still, it's catchy, kinda sexy, and very singable. At its core, this record reminds me of an Uber packed with six nowhere-near-sober party-goers belting at the top of their lungs while trying to coerce the driver to make a detour to the closest fast food joint.
The guilty satisfaction of a late-night McDonald's run compliments the mood perfectly.