Full of Peter-Pan-in-Neverland pop, Vampire has more hooks than Baker's tackle box. Real music critics are comparing them to Sebadoh, Smog, Fly Ashtray, and Pavement. But I've seen 'em live, and they remind me more of early Eighties Miami bands like Cats on Holiday, RBT, and the Cookies.
Here they mix fuzzy ballads ("Marchers in Orange," "Jar of Cardinals," "Wondering Boy Poet," "Red Gas Circle") with chord crunchers ("Expecting Brainchild," "Sot," "Non-Absorbing," "Weed King," "Quality of Armor," "Exit Flagger," and "14 Cheerleader Cold Front"). And they do it in a hurry.