Califorgilicious Season 1 Is Out
This isn’t an album — it’s a spiritual field guide to Season 1 of Califorgilicious, warped onto vinyl, dunked in glitter, and left to bake on the hood of a ‘72 Chevy Nova. Each track is tailor-made to match a specific episode — like the sonic version of a diary, if your diary had jazz hands, desert dust, and a minor identity crisis.
What do we have here? Oh, just:
Funky breakdowns that make you want to strut through an abandoned mall
Lo-fi vignettes that sound like Twin Peaks had a lovechild with a tape recorder
New Orleans jazz that crawled out of a smoky alleyway to play you one last tune
California surf rock that throws you straight into a Tarantino beach fight
Nu metal flashbacks that scream bad decisions and even worse tattoos
A Chinese toilet-inspired banger that somehow slaps and traumatizes you at once
And yes, even a track that captures the confused ecstasy of Greek island nightlife
The transitions are chaotic in the best way — because so was the season. And the message is clear:
Emotion doesn't need genre. It needs guts.
And this soundtrack has guts, glitter, and gum under its boot.