Anyway, Crown Larks. Supposedly, they're a psych-jazzy-something-thingy group hailing from Chicago, Illinois. But what they're NOT telling us is that they're in fact an ancient race of alien super-mutants who have infiltrated our precious society in order to enslave us using their soothing, lo-fi sound, mellow vocals, precise drumming, trumpets, distorted guitars, pianos, strategically placed synth-sounds and... Fuck, sorry. As you can clearly see, I'm deliberately rambling on just to cover the fact that I have absolutely no fucking idea what to say about these poor folks. They've combined jazz with freaking post-punk, for crying out loud. And it's awesome. Also, they're aliens. What could you possibly want more from a band?