Pink Grease

All Over You (Mute)
by Evan Solochek

While most “indie” bands nowadays are paying homage to the lo-fi rock of the ’70s and early ’80s, Pink Grease is doing them all one better and delving all the way back to the 1950s for inspiration – think poor man’s Ravonettes (which says a lot, seeing as how terrible The Ravonettes are). First and foremost, the lyrics make me cringe (“get into your car/may I take your far/I wanna fucking die for you/I wanna die fucking you/fucking the day away/why don’t you come over and play”). I absolutely despise rhymes that don’t add anything – rhyme for the sake of rhymes. Almost all bands have been guilty of empty rhymes and it makes songs sound like poems we used to write in 6th grade English class. Looking past that, many of the songs are undeniably danceable. The beats mixed with the whining saxophone do a great job of conveying images of black & white car chases from 1950s films, that kind of black leather, greaser cool. However, I am a big stickler for originality, and living off the image of those who came 50 years ago strikes me as a cop-out. It’s not 1955 anymore. Try and carve out your own niche.
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