Thank You, Happy Birthday is a confusing listen.
If you were expecting more of the same garagey, funk-inflected rawk that filled CTE’s debut, you’ll likely walk away disappointed.
Thank You… just doesn’t know what it wants to be – one minute it’s all uncomfortable screams and squalling feedback (Indy Kidz), the next they’re playing at being the Pixies with Around My Head, and somewhere in between they’re having a go at being the Beach Boys (Right Before My Eyes).
It’s not a bad album, it’s just one that appears to be having an identity crisis.
