When you’re Jay Reatard, showing your softer side doesn’t mean hiring a string quartet and getting all wistful. It means singing “I’m watching you, and all the things you do” over a track at less than breakneck tempo. Yes, Jay is as creepy as ever, but he’s also insidiously catchy, the master of his own distinctive brand of bullshit-free but hipster-kosher garage punk. You need him in your life.
