Just as rootsy as it is spacey, Acid in My Coffee moves restlessly through the lo-fi underground, like a subterranean UFO abducting your senses in the blink of an eye. There's a prevailing earnestness to The Seeing Eyeballs' sound that links every sonic abstraction back to the very core of the song. Bubbling up from the bedrock, "Vintage Criminals" wakes up the neighborhood with cutthroat guitars and trampling bass. "Even Margins" follows in stride before Halloran's snare snaps back to a slinking pace while Happe screams, "And everything must fall from the sky / and rise from the ground / and then go back down."
The Rhodes organ floats "Surfaces of the Sea" into new terrain (where banjos ride spaceships) while "Magazine Dust Highway" rolls along at the pace of a lovelorn tumbleweed determined to unravel itself before dawn. Stumbling gracefully toward catharsis, "Crystal Sands" beckons closure and The Seeing Eyeballs deliver. "Calves and Ankles" conjures up some twinkling, light-sensitive tones, only to scuff them up and send everything barreling back into the depths of our perception (Andrew McKeon 7/31/08)
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