With 17 songs and over an hour of music, Pom Pom reminds us of the daring experiments from Ariel Pink's formative DIY releases. But the eclectic songwriting, turn-on-a-dime influences and lush production demonstrate just how much the California musician has evolved. Sure, the album is all over the place—we’re warmed by the ‘60s-influenced pop sunshine of “Plastic Raincoats in the Pig Parade” one moment and tangled in the knotty guitars of "White Freckles” the next. But the everything-at-once aesthetic is held together by an undercurrent of electro melancholy that’s most evident on icy, synth-based tracks like "Picture Me Gone” and the ultra-poised “Lipstick". As the mosaic ends with the bittersweet shimmer of “Dayzed Inn Daydreams”, Pom Pom’s kaleidoscopic beauty leaves our head spinning.