Superchunk’s Here’s Where the Strings Come In has been out of print for years, and in celebration of Record Store Day, we are reissuing it on CD and LP.
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.
Not only are there the standard big names and mediocre bands that the label wants you to know about, there’re some bands that you’d not expect to find here.
A strong work which channels the spirit of catchy Motown singles through fine singing and memorable melodies while undergirding with meaty guitar distortion.
McCaughan’s slightly falsetto, river-of-angst vocals communicate suburban teen melancholy through a long, slow, dissonant wash reminiscent of empty classrooms.