Guided by Voices Class Clown Spots a UFO -- Unusual Business as Usual
CCSAU works only by diving into it. There's really no way to rock this a background music -- sit back, stare out the window, focus on all the clicks, phase-shifts, bizarre/touching lyrics, and abrupt endings.
Once immersed, you are in sitting in the same dimly lit living room as the band, with your feet kicked up on a styrofoam suitcase of beer and your ass getting uncomfortable from sitting in one of the plastic patio chairs they're using as furniture.
At times, Pollard's depravity is the only thing keeping the album together. It's striking how a band that sounds so cold and detached can also emote so much feeling.
Listening to Class Clown Spots a UFO is like finding journals written by your crazy drunk uncle who still lives in his parents' garage and skimming through the slurred scribbles only to realize they are surprisingly eloquent poems and DaVinci-caliber sketches of jet packs powered by Bud Light.