Audiopile Review: Detroit oddball Wetdogg delivers a shocker debut of effortless, skewed bedroom pop made by a true maverick, coming off like a missing piece of Morr Music’s indie-tronica catalog at the turn of the century made by someone raised on a steady diet of trip-hop CDs stolen from mum and dad and mainlining Lolina YouTube rips. With all rules tossed out the window, Wetdogg feels her way through ten tracks that are pieced together with grab-what-you-can gear and a bottomless amount of creativity, a true DIY effort that’s like a warning shot of the impending Gen Z post-everything genre collapse. Well, here’s hoping. Seemingly chaotic at first blush, the album’s strung together with a scrappy, can-do production, every track stirring with off-kilter rhythms, toy keyboard melodies, dubby textural overload, and short-circuiting electronics, her stoned daydream vocals hanging above like a thread-bare tapestry. But there’s a faux-naivety and woozy touch throughout that makes this endlessly charming. Those obsessed with the early home recordings of US Girls, Maria Minerva’s initial moves for Not Not Fun, or the two recent LPs of inverted-pop from Helen Island, don’t miss this one!

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When a dog runs into a river and comes out and shakes itself dry, there is no data collected, technology does not aim to control those that it cannot. Numbers are definite and infinite, a linear path to doomsday. With every move we make, we are tracked and traced and categorized in order to sell ourselves into data hell. Intimacy used to have meaning, the present moment, truth and love but so much of it has been taken captive by technology that seeks to psychologically manipulate and control. A dog runs into the water because that is what dogs do, but it seems these days we are starved from our natural instincts, instead relying on someone else’s answer that we of course seek online.

Using the primitive technology of the password journal (often marketed to little girls to keep their secrets) wetdogg uses the idea of the password journal to imagine a utopia free of the surveillance state in her upcoming album pssssssp…