With production from respected indie dance names like Feadz, Mr.

Oizo, Mirwais, and SebastiAn, Uffie’s long-delayed debut looks to be filled with excitement, but rarely has an album sounded so unconcerned.

If this is the dawn of Lazy Electro Hip-Hop, then the vocodered “Pop the Glock” is at the forefront, dragging its feet across the dancefloor while MC Uffie offers “Sound like Twista/Fast as hell,” setting off an irony bomb that could destroy half the planet.

Hearing her fragile and cute voice rap nuggets like “When I rock the party you bust a nut” is the indie-meets-Kesha allure of Sex Dreams and Denim Jeans, and it is milked right up until “MCs Can Kiss” comes along to add some much needed uplift, and then “Hong Kong Garden” brings the clever with its Siouxsie and the Banshees sample.

Not enough here to interest anyone past the Ed Banger addict or electro fetishist, but even Uffie herself is on top of this limited appeal, slowly enunciating "I never claimed to be an artist/I can't even sing you know" on “Our Song” and hitting the nail on the head during “Art of Uff” with the befuddled and clumsy “Me and my stupid flow/Me and stupid MySpace there’s only three new tracks a year/And they still talk about me/Damn!”.