Muscles Review

Muscles are under the genre of Dance on iTunes. Can you actually dance to it? Well, kind of. But more importantly, do the nerve endings of each brain cell dance with musical pleasure when they hear Muscles? Absolutely!
A one-man keyboard and computer playing techno-hipster from Melbourne, Australia lays the pop-tastic beats on Muscles debut full-length album, Guns Babes Lemonade. On his Myspace, Muscles catalogs himself as Gospel, Techno and Soul—three genres that when combined by Muscles makes electronic music that is just irresistible. Overdubbing his voice to create the sensation of a shouting ensemble of three or more people at any instance on the album, Muscles has fashioned the perfect sound of soul for the contemporary indie listener. His many overdubbed voices set the soulful mood on the opening track titled “Sweaty”, when they cry out, “My hand slipped into your hand, and it was awesome, and you were special.” Songs about hand holding, ice cream saving the day, keeping crushes in your pocket, and having Muscles’ babies, compose a nearly forty-five-minute mind infusing work of techno art.
As a work of Gospel, this album speaks to listeners outside of the indie realm. Frat boys, Muscles should be your go-to track list when after hours are getting started and you’re tired of the same popular songs every party has been playing. His beats are just fast enough to get a good groove going, but the lyrics are also intelligent enough to get a conversation started, if that’s what you’re into. And if your frat brothers aren’t ready to hear something besides Kanye, then at least test it out at the gym… He’s not called Muscles for nothing!
But femmes don’t fear! Muscles is not only the body builder who knows how to play the ladies. The track “Jerk” flawlessly represents how he is both that slick dude packaged together with the romantic computer nerd that many-a-girl would love to date. The song opens as the smooth jock with Muscles shouting, “Hey girl, how do I say your name? Are you European? Are you Indian or African?” yet eventually blends to the dreamy dork saying, “Tug at my heart strings, right ‘til my heart beats.” Countering boyish shallowness with brawny passion should allow this Aussie to successfully capture the listening attention of both sexes.
If that’s not enough, at just 2 minutes and 4 seconds, “Chocolate Raspberry Lemon and Lime,” the shortest track on the album, and also the song on which Muscles comes the closest to actually singing, will truly win over your heart and make you want to bust a move. He sings, “I wish that I could keep you in my pocket, so I could play with you all the time. Wrap you up in a little blanket, chocolate, raspberry, lemon and lime!” Who wouldn’t want to be wrapped up with those delicious foodstuffs and put in Muscles pocket? Guns Babes Lemonade is one track solidly composed after the next, altogether creating a drop dead gorgeous physique of sound.