Turbo Fruits | Butter [album review]

When you hear someone yell, "My girl is a motorcycle and I'm a motorcycle man!" from behind an assault of awesome guitar noise, pretty much the only appropriate response is "Fuck yeah, you are!" Turbo Fruits don't sound like they're the happiest guys in the world, there's a healthy dose of melancholy on Butter, but that melancholy is exercised with such raw energy and lack of self-seriousness that it creates something incredibly fun and cathartic. Turbo Fruits are my favourite kind of rock music: loud and aggressive, but still goofy and never mean. If this album were a drink it would be a beer and I would drink it.