A no-frills rock record with arena-sized choruses, crunchy power chords, and a driving momentum that doesn’t let up. An album no one expected from Starsailor.
Spencer Moody (Murder City Devils) and friends create a band and record this kinda echoy, kinda “sparse” (aka empty) CD. Such a great, tortured voice wasted…
NYC three-piece previously on Crypt, this slab was produced by Jim Diamond, and they’ve got more indie cred you can stuff in those tight trousers of yours.
Great title. Title track is the best by far. I’m too high-strung for awkward-guy indie pop. Glad someone still writes AM radio pop I’ll never listen to it.
Part melodic punk, part screamo, part emo, someone shoulda really convinced them to work on these tunes a little more before recording and releasing this debut.