Yeasayer’s “Ambling Alp,” from Odd Blood, in three sentences:
1) Futurism through a rearview mirror.
2) Vulnerable falsettos, pitch-shifted bass notes that sound like cell-phone blips, and clangs of electropop in the key of reggae.
3) “You must stick up for yourself, son/Never mind what anybody else done” walks the line between refreshingly earnest and embarrassingly corny.
“Ambling Alp”
