For the last three years or so, Sprgrs of Granada, Spain have been an ever-present mainstay at the upper-mid tier of contemporary eggpunk groups and while they seem seem perfectly content with that status, reproducing the genre’s basic ingredients with workmanlike consistency, it should also have become abundantly clear that these dudes came to stay and ain’t going anywhere anytime soon. I’m fine with that, as there’s still pleny of fun to be had with their music even if the day may never come on which they finally transcend the genre’s self-imposed limitations. It’s a very burger-and-fries type of record and sometimes you’re just craving for ecactly that kind of musical junk food..
