A poppy alternative band, Monsters Are Waiting can hang out in my closet or under my bed anytime. They’ve got a great beat mixed with introspective tendencies that’ll make you tap your feet. (Imagine My Bloody Valentine and PJ Harvey having a love child. And Liz Phair as the godmother. And Karen O. as a distant cousin.) They’ve also got a sultry-voiced lead singer that they use perfectly; her voice is ethereal, childlike, cutting, and luxurious all at once. “Last Goodbye” and “Fascination” start the album off upbeat, and “Nobody” slows it down to a brooding, paced wail of longing. It’s a completely solid album and every song is where it should be. I couldn’t find any duds, and while you know it’s the same band the whole time, they are able to make each song distinct enough to show they’ve got some talent. And as a bonus for people who stick through the whole album, “Monsters” is a little ditty at the end that is reinvigorating and sounds like they’re having some fun.