The Beths don’t make it any more complicated than need be. The Kiwi group’s fuzzy powerpop strikes you at such high-octane velocity, it feels like dodgeball at elementary all over again. If it’s not the scrumptious melodies that hit the mark, the cunning lyrical prowess of Elizabeth Stokes certainly will, always putting an optimistic spin to the trials of sour relationships and shit luck. The Beths are the epitome of all-killer, no-filler. In other words: time to get rowdy!