Did you like FIDLAR's previous self-titled full-length? You'll probably like this too. This band hasn't changed much, which is probably for the better. It would be weird if these guys grew up. The production is glossier this time around and adds to the band's muscle without taking away their edge. The hooks are catchy as hell, the lyrics are nihilistic and shallow, and it's all ultimately forgettable. This is music for drinking malt liquor on porches in the dead heat of summer, and it will likely fade from memory as soon as jacket weather rolls around, but it'll do for the time being.