As much Death Cab For Cutie as alt rock, Youth Group play emotively lush, atmospheric pop with occasional explosive guitar and plenty of higher-note plucking.
For a spiritually-inclined band, Starflyer 59 are more likely to sing about life’s travails than its triumphs, sounding more sincere than that new emo garbage.
His most un-Pixies record yet, Black’s paean to all things retro – Southern R&B, roots and country – will likely be the most hit-or-miss album in his cannon.
This ain’t my cup of tea, this tepid milquetoast-by-the-numbers-teenage-girl-dupin-Goo Goo Dolls shite, but I can’t get that goddamned “Sophie” outta my head.
Clocking in at 73:31, we have Tracks. Here we have Fields, bringin’ 74:36 of noise. Let’s get at this like Courtney finding Kathleen Hanna in bed with Kurt.