Chapel Hill trio Americans in France possess a spastic, bouncing-off-the-walls charm. Joining them for a beer would be a hoot because there’s no telling what they might do next. Inviting them over to your house is another matter, though—within five minutes of their arrival, they’d likely have broken something. Fortunately, eardrums are relatively durable, making the chaotic careening confines of the Americans' full-length debut, Pretzelvania, a safe bet.