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Sure, the Gin Blossoms were masters of rock-lite, creating radio-friendly pop hits that should inspire nothing except ambivalence, but I don’t care: this album is a gem. There is just something so remarkably catchy about their jangle that keeps me revisiting them on a near-regular basis.
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Totally. On both counts. Fact is, Rob is right. And Ezra's right, too, this is what is called going out on a limb these days, at least around these parts.
Of course, this also means that a hipster mob jigging along to the non-music of Burial or some such unlistenable rubbish will skewer you as you leave work tonight, Rob. The righteousness of them! So tooootally radicoool they have tattoos on their tattoos.
Yeah, anyway. I'd drink enough of anything to make this world look new again.
"the smiths" of the 90's?? not quite, but almost in future generations' eyes. had they been given the chance? (aside from hipster comments; "noone is ever as good as morrissey, no matter how many times he sings the same melody")
Wow, I am stunned. You sir, just went out on a limb with this one. I'm not going to say I wouldn't have posted this exact same post a week from now, but... wow.
It's even worse that I just turned off Akimbo to watch these. God, I am such a pussy.