Billing themselves as a “musical deconstructionist movement masquerading as a dance/rock band,” quirky Halifax-based art rock trio the Maynards have fashioned a short and punchy ode to the importance of makeouts and good times couched in some pretty catchy tunes. Even though they can sound sloppy, and you can tell they don’t take themselves too seriously, those things are outweighed by the album’s sheer fun quotient. Alternating between the Sleater-Kinneyish wailing of bassist Kristina Parlee and slightly more restrained crooning of guitarist Heath Matheson, the Maynards have enough energy and teen-like enthusiasm to inspire makeouts until at least Valentine’s Day.
The Maynards
