Hey Guys Watch This is the New Yorker’s first album of new original material since 2010.
‘The girl can’t win,’ writes Scurrilous Ephemera reporter Stephanie MacDonald. ‘First she’s horsey, then when she gets a major surgery overhaul she looks like a crazy cyborg created by an alien who once saw a picture of a human in a scrap of a page in Maxim magazine.’
It’s a week when everyone decided to quit everything, except the people who should be quitting. They’re staying. Or something…
‘… some reality types completely transcend, well, reality even, and become kind of awesome and lovable in their consummate hellishness…’
