Slow Club just popped up on my radar yesterday afternoon. I had never heard of them before and if I wasn't still under a chicken wing, pizza, buffalo fry buzz from father's day I probably wouldn't have even clicked on the link for their video for Two Cousins. That combination of words slow-club-two-cousins just makes me feel nauseous. It is not fault of the bands, but they would have had to suffer the wrath. Luckily for everyone involved I was in a better place. For them, they wouldn't have required a shoe shine after I besmirched their vintage shoes with my vomit, for me because I got to soak in the glory of this wonderful power noise pop goodie, and for you because you now get to spend a little time with the both of us. If you play your cards right you might get some hang-low on your digits.