Ridiculoid robot-pop from a bunch of Baltimorian Kraftwerk-worshipping synth punk mutants. Didn't think Atom & His Package were nearly weird or geeked out enough? Here's an album for you. These guys take totally legit over-the-top 80's electro/synth pop hooks and crunchy, awesomely wanky hard rock guitars and bizarre noises and electronics and deliver ten catchy,completely dorky anthems to robots, girls, and girls with robots, all with a singer that usually sounds like a cross between the guy from Devo and The Count from Sesame Street. So poppy and sugary and weird, you'll develop diabetes ten minutes into Theres No Sex Like No Sex. Another blast of cool/fucked Baltimore pop freakery from the MT6 camp, packaged minimally in a clear plastic DVD case.