Ok, so yeah, this came out last month, but I didn’t exist last month…so there! The latest album by bedroom lo-fi psych wonder White Fence a.k.a. Tim Presley was originally meant to be a retrospective collection of unreleased tracks recorded over the course of four previous LPs. Things don’t always go according to plan, and dude started writing better and newer songs, so he said “fuck it” and decided to put out the latest and greatest. The result is Cyclops Reap, an impressive blend of druggy, noisy, melodic, and poppy tunes. Just frenetic and dissonant enough to annoy my wife (bonus points), and poppy enough with plenty of unexpected surprises to keep me hooked in.