Having gleaned from the accompanying PR that The Blips are some kind of ‘Alabama supergroup’, I quickly realised that I wasn’t familiar with any of the constituent parts, so instead of bluffing my way through with some shoddy and shallow internet research, I decided to take this record at face value and ignore its provenance. What I found was that The Blips are a delightfully quirky and idiosyncratic outfit that please themselves. And when I realised this, the fact that the band’s members hail from a raft of other bands, the record made sense. The Blips have absolutely nothing to prove. That being the case, there are absolutely no concessions to style or genre, just 10 joyously mad and self-indulgent slices of pop-punk with hints ...
