It’s worth noting the Phillie Phanatic, a staple of my childhood, makes an appearance in the Books’ frantic video collage for “A Cold Freezin’ Night.” When Jessica wrote up the track, she mentioned the samples of “kids whispering and singing into tape recorders.” They also talk a lot of shit — the goofy violence comes into sharper focus when you can read along via childlike handwriting. In the process, I’m reminded of the Happy Flowers, aka Mr. Horribly Charred Infant and Mr. Anus, for the first time in ages: “Let’s Eat the Baby (Like My Gerbils Did),” etc. It’s that timeworn mix of innocence/wanting to hack someone from their toes to their brain.
If you’ve seen the band live over the past year, you should’ve just had deja vu. Similarly, soundtrack your own home movies:
The Way Out is out in 7/20 via Temporary Residence.