All over her self-titled debut, Tam sings like she's loaded or a few hours removed from that state, and the music is just as drunk a colorless Ax UPR speeding up a ramp to the proper RPM at the outset, only to reappear later (tumbling and then ramping and then tumbling again), and a cool synth ray-gun gargle phasering at the end. Tam is bravely lurching through the college-rawk chords while all of the above is going on and issues a friend's warning and a carnal invitation mixed into a lethal Long Island iced tea: "It's a sweet violation/Please don't do it again/You will lose in the end..../Take what you need."
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