Reviews of L'Appropriation Bourgoisie de la Bobby McGee's:

They don’t disappoint, Jimmy and Eleanor plucking away at the ukuleles. They could’ve played it safe. They could’ve kept it cute, minimal. But no: crammed in among the numerous, skewed, pop culture references (Joe Orton, Kurt Vonnegut, Harold Lloyd, Calvin & Hobbes, Tomb Raider), outrageously fine 30-second skits (‘Buckfast At Tiffany’s), tributes to Clara Bow (the tender ‘Prick Up Your Ears’) and deadpan humour (everywhere), is some legs-lasting, finely-played musicianship from the invisible McGee’s (Graeme and Becca). This is an entirely new genre, not antifolk (UK) or twee-core, but twee jazz! No song lasts that long you could be bored. No song doesn’t fail but to intrigue, infuriate, enliven…often within the space of 10 seconds. The Bobby McGee’s understand a fundamental rule of satire – be smart but never smart – and this ravishing 15-track album is the missing link between Chris Morris, The Housemartins, Ivor Cutler, Bill Watterson and a large shipment of face-paint, and has already eaten large sections of East Sussex.

Everett True for Plan B.