Deerhoof don't fake the funk; they've just never been lovable, is the thing. Eight full-lengths in, the Frisco noise-pop quartet has seen inches of respect for their rock-meets-modern classical etudes and savant nonchalance. The hearts they've touched number fewer though, as only a specific stripe of geek swoons for frontwoman Satomi Matsuzaki's J-pop head voice, her hokey-pokey aloofness onstage, and her playpen musings on ducks, half-rabbit half-dogs, and cloud-dwelling kidnappers. Consider Deerhoof indie's boy geniuses, making music about rock but rarely rocking, quoting Fromm but... More >>>