Nobody could accuse of taking it easy. Just a year after releasing a new single nearly every month (compiled on ), he's back with his first full-length album for , . No one could level the charge that his prolific nature lends itself to putting out inferior material, either. stands shoulder to shoulder with 's best work and keeps him firmly entrenched as the figurehead of the lo-fi noise pop sound of the late 2000s. The album is full of the kind of twitchy, hyper-catchy and hard to ignore rockers that made his name the trademark of quality it has become. The best of them (like the powerfully frantic and ) are the kinds of songs that instantly get your blood flowing and make you want to sing along at the top of your lungs in your best rock & roll whine. As he started to demonstrate on his singles from 2008, also has a quieter, more thoughtful side to go along with his nervous and overloaded side, one that brings to mind the classic strum and organ wheeze sound of an early record or at their jumpiest. On (which, like a large chunk of the record, displays some nice vocal harmonies), he still sounds slightly paranoid and unhinged, but he wraps his psychosis in thoughtful, almost gentle, arrangements. And it is "he" because apart from some drumming from plays and sings everything himself in an impressive show of one-man band skills. Listening to the record, you'd swear it was recorded live to one mike thanks to the rambunctious energy and the fiery performances. is possibly 's best work to date, the most fully realized and well-rounded album he's made, and proof that beyond the hype and antics, is a pop craftsman at heart. ~ Tim Sendra