Los Angeles-based rock (but it’s really so much more than that) band Cherry Glazerr released their fourth album, “Stuffed & Ready,” Feb. 1. The album builds on the musical base laid by Cherry Glazerr’s first three (or two, depending on how you feel about “Papa Cremp” fitting into their discography) albums and leans fully into the more surreal edge to their music.

Cherry Glazerr, which began as the solo project of lead vocalist and guitarist Clementine Creevy, has been working its way through a nebulous cloud of genres and sounds since Creevy was 15 and uploading songs to SoundCloud. Now that Creevy has years of experience under her belt, her music has only seen improvement.

After releasing “Wasted Nun” and “Daddi,” a surreal and jamming yet kinky lead single, “Stuffed & Ready” follows through on the quality I expect from a Cherry Glazerr album. Where “Apocalipstick,” their previous album released on the day of Trump’s inauguration, was brimming with vicious anger, this album is filled with a much more exhausted anger.

In “Stuffed & Ready” Creevy just feels exhausted with all the bulls— that’s occurred over the past two years. There are a lot of moments when Creevy struggles against the patriarchy and wider injustice in the album and responds with sarcasm and irony more than the rage she had previously.

However, that’s not to say that the album is only depressing. “Stuffed & Ready” is also empowering. Creevy is exhausted, yes, but she’s also powerful and assertive. Maybe this album wasn’t as high stakes as “Apocalipstick” was, but it shows that there’s merit in expressing your exhaustion and irritation.

My favorite tracks on the album have to be “Wasted Nun,” “Self Explained” and “Stupid Fish.” In these tracks, Creevy focuses more on self-expression. While she doesn’t necessarily like the person she is in these songs, she also refuses to apologize for her faults. These songs, like much of the rest of the album, are empowering because Creevy doesn’t feel a need to capitulate to other’s expectations.

In all these respects, the album does feel very punk rock. At its core, it’s Creevy complaining about the world around her, but that’s not how the album feels. The album feels surreal, defiant, proud, smooth and exhausted. There’s emotional depth so every track is personal, and you feel as if you get caught up with Creevy’s exhaustion and annoyance with the world around her. It’s an incredible album, and more specifically an incredible punk album and well worth a listen.