A character and a half at the controls and spewing all manner of idle thought into an electro pulse from the 80's. You're told to expect the unexpected and then, quite out of nowhere, a proper song emerges. Dreamy layered vocals and a softness of the performance vis a vis the soundscape. Byrne-esque spoken-word observations. His writing reflects life with a pinch of surrealism. Jeremy Aaron writes, arranges, and records everything himself in his brooklyn bedroom. This is novelty pop on steroids and it is disarming in its approach.