Double parked in the space between DIY bedroom production and well-produced pop rock, Ballet delivers an order of warm, low-fat, psychedelic pop-rock dumplings that will make you say: “Schmeckt gut, Mommy.”

These three monks, living under a bridge behind a record store, have dedicated their entire lives to the questionable mastery of their unique sonic style—a labor that culminated in something both nostalgic and fresh, both sad and funny, beautiful and rough around the edges. Like anything that’s good.

DOUBLE PARKING.