I’m not sure there’s anything truly spectacular about Brooklyn’s Ex Cops, but I do know the little bit I’ve heard from their debut full-length, True Hallucinations, has been hard not to replay at least once, sometimes twice. It’s popular-brand dream pop in genre—the kind where the male-female vocals are a little too perfectly light and tempered and dissonant guitar melody hides in plain sight around every corner—but the band executes it so well that the blueprint almost seems irrelevant. Not to mention that they’re willing to subtly weird out and get noisy from time to time, a feature that likely appealed to the Other Music Recording label, a longtime NYC record shop that has a thing for nurturing outsider art and just recently began releasing its own music.