I always through Tegan & Sara were a cutesey little indie folk thing who did their bit while twee girls and boys swooned. But while at the gym a few weeks ago, I was caught off guard by this synth-soaked, gyratingly catchy dance number I dismissed as another quick fire radio grab by some fresh faced band plucked by greedy A&R suits from obscurity. Alas, it was Tegan & Sara going dance pop.
It was quite….. good. And as strange as it is to admit, I’ve listened to this song a plenty and still enjoy it. I won’t be listening to the rest of the album (c’mon man, I’ve got some self respect) but this song, well, good enough for me to have watched the only 3-4 minutes of Ellen’s show I’ve ever watched.
Fat Mike needs to write another song, maybe this time about creepin’ out Tegan.