I have no idea what the fuck is going on, but I'm popping my hips back and forth and doodling cocktails served in motherfucking fruits bro.
Savoy Motel got me sassin' HAWRD with "Souvenir Shop Rock" bros. FUCK.
Not only am I uncertain if that's how you really spell souvenir, I'm completely confused as to why I'm so fucking in love with this track. That clear plastic guitar sounds plastic as FUCK! AND I LOVE ITTTTTTT! Also, the lime skin bass drum head is pretty fucking dope.
I needed to learn more tho.
So I went down the Savoy Motel wormhole and I am proud (and tight pantsed) enough to say I'm a convert. Holy fucking glam sass balls these assholes are WICKET! It's like Datarock but with fucking BANGS!