WHY: Some records, like some people, just make sense in your life. Infinity Caller makes perfect sense in my world, like some of my nearest and dearest friends. Comfortably loud and fuzzed, and prone to random acts of ridiculously rocking out, Grooms is instantly and completely likeable. The more I listen to this record, the more I can't stop listening to it. Damned addictive, that's what it is. Carefully crafted songs convey a thoughtful rock structure, enhanced by washes of dreamlike haze and foggy fuzzery and endless rambunctious energy. You'll also hear one of my favorite songs of the entire year here ("I Think We're Alone Now"). A mighty fine record indeed.