- SPIN Rating:7 of 10
Label: Sub Pop
In 2001 this was one portrait of the future: a laptop producer and a series of indie-pop vocalists conspiring to make listeners weep into their scarves. In reassembling the vocalists' confessions into mosaics and kaleidoscopes, Jimmy Tamborello made them believable, as his supporting beats click, thump, and glitter. At worst, it's precious; at best, it's wide-eyed, fragmented, and unreachably sad.