Art Pop – teenage scum
The Grossenbacher brothers have conjured a beast from the humid Austin air—a snarling, cathartic howl that cuts through the manufactured sheen of contemporary indie rock like a rusty blade through silk. "Teenage Scum" arrives not as polished product but as primal scream, recorded with delicious lo-fi intimacy in their parents' bedroom, where the best rock and roll has always been born.