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Jade Hairpins waste no time fulfilling their second album's titular demand. From it's harmony-drenched opening note to it's baroque-anthemic conclusion, Get Me the Good Stuff is positively loaded with musical ideas, an absurdist buffet of sound and aesthetic that comes with one hell of a floorshow as the Hairpins stack those ideas higher and higher, almost daring them to crash to the floor. Instead, those elements-punksploitation, power pop, baggy, funk, and Italo disco are just some touchstones-are not only held aloft, they defy gravity and convention. It is, in other words, overwhelming. Or it would be if Jade Hairpins-Jonah Falco and Mike Haliechuk-weren't remarkably nimble in their ability to bring unity to sounds by placing them in competition against each other. When those sounds are adjacent, like the glam and disco that saturate "Drifting Superstition," the thrill of those universes colliding in the heat of an absolutely filthy clavichord line turns it's lyrics, about the habit of solving personal problems by ignoring them, into a winner's anthem on the order of Bowie or Hot Chocolate. Theatrical and personal, absurd and true-to-life, playful and serious, Get Me the Good Stuff is an album of tremendous personal and artistic growth that signposts towards dozens of potential futures to come. It's not only worth the attention, it continuously rewards it.
Jade Hairpins waste no time fulfilling their second album's titular demand. From it's harmony-drenched opening note to it's baroque-anthemic conclusion, Get Me the Good Stuff is positively loaded with musical ideas, an absurdist buffet of sound and aesthetic that comes with one hell of a floorshow as the Hairpins stack those ideas higher and higher, almost daring them to crash to the floor. Instead, those elements-punksploitation, power pop, baggy, funk, and Italo disco are just some touchstones-are not only held aloft, they defy gravity and convention. It is, in other words, overwhelming. Or it would be if Jade Hairpins-Jonah Falco and Mike Haliechuk-weren't remarkably nimble in their ability to bring unity to sounds by placing them in competition against each other. When those sounds are adjacent, like the glam and disco that saturate "Drifting Superstition," the thrill of those universes colliding in the heat of an absolutely filthy clavichord line turns it's lyrics, about the habit of solving personal problems by ignoring them, into a winner's anthem on the order of Bowie or Hot Chocolate. Theatrical and personal, absurd and true-to-life, playful and serious, Get Me the Good Stuff is an album of tremendous personal and artistic growth that signposts towards dozens of potential futures to come. It's not only worth the attention, it continuously rewards it.
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Get Me The Good Stuff
Artist: Jade Hairpins
Format: CD
New: Available $14.98
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Formats and Editions

DISC: 1

1. Let It Be Me
2. Drifting Superstition
3. Our House That Doesn't Change
4. Get Me the Good Stuff
5. Telltale Flyover
6. My Feet on Your Ground
7. Lost in Song
8. L. I. E
9. Put Me in the Picture
10. Better Here Than in Love
11. Live Free Underwater
12. In the Heat of the Sun

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Jade Hairpins waste no time fulfilling their second album's titular demand. From it's harmony-drenched opening note to it's baroque-anthemic conclusion, Get Me the Good Stuff is positively loaded with musical ideas, an absurdist buffet of sound and aesthetic that comes with one hell of a floorshow as the Hairpins stack those ideas higher and higher, almost daring them to crash to the floor. Instead, those elements-punksploitation, power pop, baggy, funk, and Italo disco are just some touchstones-are not only held aloft, they defy gravity and convention. It is, in other words, overwhelming. Or it would be if Jade Hairpins-Jonah Falco and Mike Haliechuk-weren't remarkably nimble in their ability to bring unity to sounds by placing them in competition against each other. When those sounds are adjacent, like the glam and disco that saturate "Drifting Superstition," the thrill of those universes colliding in the heat of an absolutely filthy clavichord line turns it's lyrics, about the habit of solving personal problems by ignoring them, into a winner's anthem on the order of Bowie or Hot Chocolate. Theatrical and personal, absurd and true-to-life, playful and serious, Get Me the Good Stuff is an album of tremendous personal and artistic growth that signposts towards dozens of potential futures to come. It's not only worth the attention, it continuously rewards it.
        
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