Prizzy Prizzy Please
Hyper drummer + hyper-awkward singer + buzz-happy synth + Bloomington-punk-style-enthusiasm = Prizzy Prizzy Please. Their earlier music centered around a child-like attitude of getting stoked about rad stuff happening, like winning T-shirt-wearing contests, and celebrated it with the most bizarre synth-skronk-rock attitude stemming from a college atmosphere or a demented love for Load records. Chroma Cannon does find them getting “serious” a couple of times, like with their venture into Grizzly Bear territory on “Lost,” which hints at a more expansive direction for the future. But this is a brief detour before they return to their patented brand of amphetamine Sega Genesis-rock with “No Fly Zone” to remind you why you love them.