Perfect Hit! by Buffet Lunch

We’re always told to live in the moment and focus on the reality around us in order to manage stressful situations, but doing so results in these absolutely bizarre memories and associations which stick with us for life. The absurdist experimental twee of Perfect Hit! by Buffet Lunch celebrates these odd memories we collect in life, as objects like the floors and chairs of a maternity ward permanently live alongside the crippling anxiety of childbirth in our minds. At this intersection of the profound and the trivial, Buffet Lunch serves up a perfect layer cake of fun, flippant pop in its tempos, production, and refrains, underpinned by troubling harmonic friction and angular riffing that prevent a head-first dive into bubblegum bliss. This mix beautifully mirrors the unlikely bedfellows that occupy our long-term memory, simultaneously poking fun at and respectfully celebrating the accidental connections that introduce splashes of darkness and light into our lives wherever they least belong. Whether this improves or degrades our perception, its persistence as an essential, odd quirk of human memory necessitates an attitude of sacred appreciation.