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#I GOT NOTCHED UP ON MY DICK LYRICS MOVIE#

Teasdale sets the sardonic tone, quoting Mean Girls then reworking the movie line into the instant-classic lyric: “Is your mother worried / would you like us to assign someone to worry your mother?” The centerpiece here is “Chaise Longue,” the relentlessly catchy deadpan banger that’s gotten regular spins on alternative radio over the last several months. Wet Leg, out Friday, is witty, self-referential and danceable, loaded with anthems for the extroverted introvert - all those FOMO-stricken shut-ins who like the idea of a party but beg to leave the moment they arrive (“Angelica,” “I Don’t Wanna Go Out”). Whether Wet Leg is “authentically indie” or have in fact been swept into a mainstream maelstrom, their self-titled debut album speaks for itself: a fresh, flirtatious and devilishly fun project - one of the most thrilling and singular rock albums released this year, DIY or not. To all this over-hype bitterness and distrust, a brief retort: Who the fuck cares? How else could they have so quickly landed airplay on Elton John’s Apple Music radio show or notched a public co-sign from Dave Grohl? So followed the exhaustive Twitter and Reddit discourse over whether the Isle of Wight duo of Rhian Teasdale and Hester Chambers were actually industry plants, backed by resources far greater than the scuzzy indie-punk satire of their debut hit “Chaise Longue” might suggest. It’s so easy to be cynical about a band like Wet Leg, who in a matter of months last year signed a management deal, a record contract with tastemaker Domino (Arctic Monkeys, Cat Power) and sold out their first headlining tour, despite having released only two singles - six minutes of music to secure all the success many artists spend a lifetime trying to achieve.

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