Sobs is the sort of band that you can feel like you’ve known all your life. Drawing from a range of familiar influences—citing Disney channel tunes, shibuya-kei, and Weezer in equal measure—they’ve put together a short run of songs that stubbornly insist on burrowing into your ear. Air Guitar goes bigger than their debut effort in every way, trading in the lush dream pop textures of Telltale Signs for huge riffs and catchy hooks. In a strong show of confidence, they front-load the record with “Air Guitar,” putting their pop songwriting chops on full display with the album’s most high energy track. But the most important thing Sobs accomplishes is the very thing any good indie pop group should: listening to them makes you want to start your own band.

Singapore has a healthy power pop underground, and Sobs is in the center of that. Who remembers Bettie Serveert? These guys, and they keep the hooks piling up and switching out as rapidly as Glenn Tilbrook or River Cuomo. If Liz Phair had signed to a major and gone for the Max Martin playbook, it coulda gone like this.