Formed in Brooklyn–one part former !!! member and one part “fashionista”–this co-ed punk-funk duo’s collected tracks ride rough like reverse cowgirl: ass-slapping and semi-impersonal. The first six selections are pure Williamsburg mutant “disco,” an “orgy of bliss” reflecting the urban hustle in the streaking skronk and sharp decay. Some might say the song “Grumpy” is the meat in this sandwich, but I say it’s the Heinz ketchup. It's salty, sweet, sour, bitter, and umami–that sense of full, satisfying body. It’s like a hypothetical Timberlake/Timbaland/Arthur Russell collaboration dissociative enough to have been fueled by PCP and chased by PBR. Also included are five dub-ble-stuffed sandwich cookies of remix.