The Bottle Rockets may sound a little too reminiscent of middle-aged mom heartthrob rock, e.g., the Bruces Hornsby and Springsteen. Look a little deeper.
Space Needle are not boring pop. They’re one of the most satisfying and challenging bands around, and if the pop’s there, it’s anything but ostentatious.
Aren’t we progressive with the violin, samples, and more interludes, segues, and tangents than I care to go into. I’m impressed. No, I don’t like your band.
They brought us Sabbath, Priest, Motörhead, but have been relatively silent in the metal category recently. It took a black lesbian skinhead to stand apart.
During an unpleasant portion of my life, I used to go to pretentious coffeehouses, clapping politely to the latest Dylan wanna-be singing “sensitive” songs.
Like a large jewelry box, The Valentine Singles contains four 45s. Woozy from umbrella-topped drinks but not tipsy enough to falter from perfect elegance feel.
All 12 songs meld big ’90s guitarrorism, organic samples, and an obsessive-compulsive attention to detail with bright harmonies and indelible choruses.