Kludge idiosyncratically captures life as it exists in our weird almost future world of flying robots, cancer from food, cell phone wire taps, metadata, $7.25ish minimum wage and $15.50 an hour endless choice buffets. Yet, the album possesses that inherent sense of timelessness that exists in all great music. Thanks to its combination of addictively fetching rock 'n' roll and Daniel Pujol's lyrical brilliance, the end result proves yet again that Daniel Pujol is, first and foremost, a songwriter.