Montreal’s Valleys are, presumably, good at one thing and one thing only: lulling their audiences into a catatonic state of post-rock fuzzies via layers of soft-spoken noise and an army of delay pedals.

And that’s a good thing.

That being said, naming a song “Romantic Teenage Dirtbag” and then rocking out with the urgency of a giant turtle pushing itself out to sea is almost insulting. Thankfully the song is dreamy in a Thurston Moore I-know-everything sort of way to not totally piss of a casual listener – the raspy masturbatory half-screams help a lot too.