I’ve yet to really absorb the whole album, but “$20” is an early standout for me. Not quite a sequel to “$10,” though the track does repeat its predecessor’s trick of flipping a well-known pop lyric. “$10” exploded 2 Live Crew’s less than trenchant commentary on prostitution, while “$20” borrows the chorus from the Pixies’ epic “Where is my Mind?” and throws it over a stoned vocal echo, zombie beat, and rusty buzz saw synths. The track’s grappling with pop music/culture doesn’t begin there, though. It begins with a verse about African mine workers and their place in relation to Jibbs’ “Chain Hang Low,” how “little boys are acting up, and baby mommas are going crazy, and the leaders all around cracking up….but we still like TI, but we still look fly.” It turns Black Francis’ existential head-tripping into a hazy meditation on the insanity of global capitalism, and it sounds awesome.

Also, “Paper Planes” pulls a similar trick with Wreckx-n-Effect’s “Rumpshaker,” substituting gun cocks and shots for the original’s zooming and booming, and “take your money” for its “shake your rump,” getting down to the barest socio-economic essentials of rumpshaking.

Another early favorite is “Mango Pickle Down River (with the Wilcannia Mob).” The Wilcannia Mob is a trio of Aboriginal Australian tweens who rap on this track about playing in a river and putting fish in the fridge over a blown out bass beat, turntable twitch, and didgeridoo. What’s more subtly charming than the rapping 12 year old outbackers are the audible artifacts of field recording—mic checking, background static cutting in and out with the Wilcannia Mob’s verses, and muffled hoots and hollers from the sidelines.