While its not exactly clear whether this Oklahoma City quartet is hopelessly self-aware or merely revels in modest drollery, what is clear is that AlphaCat sounds nothing like youd expect which is to say, its actually pretty damn good.
Clocking in at just under 11 minutes, it consists of only three tracks: Best Catt, Alphabitz and Grandpa Song. Given these circumstances, hitting play for the first time is likely to induce the same kind of inner turmoil that, say, scheduling a colonoscopy might. But whatever anxiety you might have experienced is quelled almost immediately through dueling, reverb-soaked guitars and a steadily off-kilter rhythm section.
Opting for instrumentation and melody over vocals, the math-rock band smartly omits any sort of lyrical depiction which, given its affinity for the facetious, ultimately might have become a painstaking distraction. Instead, the guys display their wit through intelligent arrangements and cleverly placed tempo changes.
Itd have been easy for instrumentals like these to devolve into dull, self-congratulatory jam sessions, but all three songs are purposeful and concise, eliciting just the right amount of aural stimulation to maintain a firm grasp on your interest. So much so that, with a little more refinement, The Hitt Boyz potentially could shed some of the sillier fur to become something even more meaningful. Zach Hale