Tub Ring works in small doses, but tends to wear thin after a point. Intellectually interesting, technically superior, but it just doesn’t hit you in the gut.
While the artier half of Cross My Heart went on to create oblique sulkiness in Dead Red Sea, the poppier half push the hookier moments into a full-blown band.
With two originals and a cover of HWM’s “Rooftops,” Alkaline Trio turn power chords and jaded ex-boyfriend sentiments into contagious doses of punk beauty.
Synth-rock without some big freakin’ pretension of art. Kinda like, I dunno, Servatron, like mebbe if Devo had been as cool as everyone assumes them to be.
Not as good as the hype, but here’s no denying Elbow’s balance of heroin grooves, disembodied vocals, and haunting melodies create an intriguing misery.
Comparisons to U2 are obvious because of the tone of his voice, as are references to Peter Gabriel and Enya, cuz who else can you namedrop who people’ll know?