Please Don't Quit

“Hey, girl your kisses taste like math!” That’s what we’re pretty sure djblesOne is saying on “I Like Nerds,” the hilariously amorous first track of Let’s Quit, the recent album from Seattle’s Don’t Talk to the Cops. In context, that sentence makes beautiful sense, we swear. The group’s anarchic style is somewhere between the dirty faux-hip-hop boogie of Gravy Train and the faux-soul punk freak-outs of The Make-Up. Except this movement is for real, whatever it is.

And it’s really fun to listen to. Skits! Murderburger! Cheesy R&B synth! Some rapping! Seriously, though, once blesOne and mini emcee emecks finally get around to rhyming on the album, they actually have some dope lines. They’re way snotty, not unlike Kreayshawn, and yet somehow you don’t want to smack them at all. You’ll notice this as you wipe away tears from cracking up at class clown/total genius joints like “I Don’t Like Rachel.” If the album sounds like an unplanned jam session that resulted in a mixtape, it’s because that’s kind of what happened. They’re really just making it up as they go along. It’s okay though. They’re really good at making things up.

This here sophomore release dropped on Valentine’s Day through Das Racist dude Himanshu Suri’s Greedhead label, but they’re more chill than Das Racist. I mean, that’s easy enough for DTttC because they never, ever bring up Foucault in a song, even though you get the feeling at least one of them could if they felt like it.

We hear their live show is bananas too, so we hope they swing by here soon. But these kids don’t just need to tour. They need their own show with, like, singing puppets and stuff. It could teach young people important lessons, like not talking to strangers — especially if they flash the badge.

Consider the possibilities, while soaking up some “Swag Treated Treated Swag”: