Written, performed and recorded almost entirely in Olympia, Wash., Defcon's hilarious second full-length is a party-crashed, whiplashed rock romp (average song length is 1:52) that proves a boy's best friend should be his drum machine. Like Devo doing kiddie commercial jingles, Defcon moves and grooves across the dance floor as if possessed by a ragtag, ragamuffin gang of oompa loompas on speed.
Yet somehow — despite himself — Defcon's loony tunes rarely come off as novelty. Sure, Come Party With Me 2000 is 72 minutes of sing-along slapstick (sample lyric: "Baby, hallelujah! You know I wanna do ya!"), but it's so ridiculously, exuberantly catchy that it never feels like a gag. In other words, Defcon may want to sex you up, but he also wants to get you off. So when his party's rockin', ya better come knockin'!
Jimmy Draper writes about music for Metro Times. E-mail [email protected].
