Previously Reading Rainbow!! AKA: same exact band from before. 

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Reading Rainbow were Sarah Everton and Rob Garcia, musical and romantic partners who share a love of indie pop, vintage children's television, and raw kale. When Spinner asked the Philadelphia pair to name their vices earlier this year, Everton drew a blank: "I'm sure if I thought long enough I could come up with something." Garcia confessed that he's usually too exhausted from his day job as a green engineer to dabble in the devil's work. Not surprising for a couple of avowed health-food nuts and dedicated home recorders. Fortunately their sophomore album, Prism Eyes (following 2009's Mystical Participation), doesn't suffer from its conspicuous absence of rock'n'roll excess. [Amy Granzin, Pitchfork, December 2010]

When we first saw Philadelphia's Bleeding Rainbow at a house party in Texas earlier this year, their ultra-primitive live show was a bolt from the blue. Nothing short of beautiful bashing beats, mesmerizing melodies, and an overall crushing display of songwriting simplicity done right, when it seems so easy to do wrong. Just a two-piece boy and girl couple, utilizing a captivating and metronomic drum beat underneath a scaly and spidery, yet irresistible guitar crunch, it was impossible to resist then, and we still haven't been able to shake off the shivers they induced to this day. One of a handful of new bands with an instantly unique and penetrating sound all their own, Bleeding Rainbow drive a deep groove down the center of each well-beaten track on the Prism Eyes LP, creating the addicting and awe-inspiring hum of fuzz-laden pop noise that will have your heart palpitating in seconds.

The incredibly bright and sparkling hooks interlaced on each track of Prism Eyes, jaunt ecstatically between erotic and neurotic, with the wall of soaring vocals and stunning guitar/keyboard interplay knocking out hit after glorious hit. Scraping up equal parts scuzz-chug guitar and sugar beats never felt so good as it does here, further locking in Bleeding Rainbow's solid reputation as the pop masters that they've truly become. It's just track after track of chill-inducing, feverishly-angelic, heavenly dark pop hits that you couldn't remove from your head without some serious brain surgery, obviously letting you know that it's time to crack open that candy-coated skull of yours, and dump this record right in. [VictimofTime.com]