They call their sound “trash pop,” which is a pretentious way of saying that The Gay Blades are full of indie bullshit. The good news is this duo—who sound like a full band—make undeniably catchy pop perversions. With song titles like “Robots Can Fuck Your Shit Up” and “Why Can’t I Grow A Beard?” it’s obvious that this band is totally meant to be taken seriously. Regardless of the intent and despite singer Clark Westfield’s annoying emo vocals, Ghosts is an awesome album.
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