If Golden Birthday have taught me anything, it’s that all Chicagoites reside in golden bio-domes made of curtain material, have giant shaggy beards, and warm themselves by the fireside. Right? OK, I ‘fess up, Golden Birthday have taught me nothing, NOTHING. In fact, they have left me gloriously confused. I challenge you to pick apart the strands of dreamy vocals, ethereal synths, and pattering drums, and make any kind of sense of it whatsoever. Listening to this has put me into such a delicious lull I feel as if my brain has been wiped completely clean.
Those desiring a similar psychedelic brainwashing can purchase Golden Birthday’s debut album, Infinite Leagues, out on Rainbow Body Records, or catch them live on July 10th, at Chicago’s The Hideout. For the rest of you cheap asses go to their myspace.