What could have been a completely average and forgettable pop punk song is instead one of the more distinct tracks I’ve heard.
Instead of the normal vocal line for the verses, Steriogram’s lead singer showcases a squeaky high-pitched talk-singing at a breakneck pace. It has the aesthetic quality of someone “scatting” in jazz, or beat boxing in a cappella.
It doesn’t make for great music, strictly speaking, but it’s certainly something unique and memorable. It provides a rhythmic hook that stays in your head… even when you might prefer it disappear.