tUnE-yArDs: Nikki Nack
tUnE-yArDsâ€™ Merrill Garbus assembles pop music like a mad scientist exiled from the laboratory and locked in a toy store. On third album Nikki Nack, Garbus (somehow) pushes further into the anti- pop world that she mastered with her 2011 breakthrough W H O K I L L, returning with (somehow) even better results. She applies her trademark playground chant vocals, clickety- clacking junkyard percussion and looped, off-kilter electronic effects to her catchiest, weirdest and boldest songs yet. But the boundary-smashing sonics match Garbusâ€™ lyrics, as she taunts traditional masculinity (â€śHey little manchild, look at your pants. An accident happens each time we dance,â€ť on â€śManchildâ€ť) and American culture (â€śI come from the land of slaves. Letâ€™s go Redskins! Letâ€™s go Braves!â€ť on â€śReal Thingâ€ť) inside these neon, juicy bursts.