Fcukers Cares About Not Caring

Is this the song of the week? I guess. Fcukers is a New York band. It’s Jackson Walker Lewis and Shanny Wise on the vocals. When I listen to her sing, there’s something almost cold and affectless about it. Some of the things that reminds me of: L’Trimm. [We were cruising in the Jag. Or the Lamborghini.] Le Tigre. [Who took the bomp from the bompalompalomp?] Uffie? [MC am I people call me Uff] I haven’t heard that name in years. Thier full-length debut album just came out. It’s called “Ö.” It dabbles in a bunch of dance and dance-adjacent styles without ever really committing to any one of them. This song feels to me like warmed-over electroclash and I kind of don’t mean it in a negative way. You’re dropped in in the middle of the loop, you’re carried away on this ocean, and then you just get off at the end while the song continues somewhere behind you. I’ve been trying to come up with a genre name for this kind of eye roll, hair toss music. Here’s a few ideas: Dippy pop. Boredwave. Callowcore. It all adds up to, like, an artistically fulfilling theme song about people who just aren’t trying that hard. She’s inviting you to her party, but she doesn’t care whether you come or not. They make music for dimes to dance with squares.