It’s all toped with Maher Shalal Hash Baz wavering  oriental voice singing in English and Japanese, at times sounding a weedy Lou Reed at others like worse for wear  folk singer, or maybe a down on his luck pop crooner. I guess it’s all down to your tolerance to bad sounding music how much you’ll enjoy this, but  I’ve found like all great bad sounding music after the initial  few listen and wincing bad notes, it starts to make it’s own kind of  demented sense. Then there’s some very humble melodies among the drunkenly parade instrumentation, glinting in all there rough diamond charm. As  oboe stagers, guitar weaves here and there, big bass drum threatens to topple over, just born piano tries to walk- Really making all manner of splendid chaos. The tracks for the most part stay around for  three minutes at most, just enough time  to let there off melodies settle in your mind. It does take a really talent to play wrong music that sounds this good, this is granteed to paint some hope on the glummest  of moods, with it’s sunshiny out of sink disposition

So if like me you miss The Resident's playing badly, or mourn the loss of Fog’s more off-Keyness, or just enjoy the sound of beautiful wrongness. You’ll let Maher Shalal Hash Baz into your world, with his wonky smile and his shambolic musical companions