Wednesday, July 29, 2009

The bads

ouch... I guess we gotta take the bad with the good! ....

Daily Tar Heel Blog
Summer Cats
Songs for Tuesdays
Rock/Pop
1.5 of 5 stars

Songs for Tuesdays may be the most appropriately titled CD I’ve ever listened to.Taking bits of other people’s pop-rock and reassembling them without much sense of purpose, the second full-length from this Australian sextet isn’t nearly good enough to add to the soundtrack of your next weekend rager. But by the time you polish off your third happy hour pint, you might not care how crappy it is anymore.

Buoyant enough to please in patches, but lacking the melodic control to make good on its bright, well-produced sound, Songs is the kind of record that drills itself into your head even though you don’t want it to.

Every trick here feels stolen. Opener “Let’s Go!” is a disheveled mess of the Raveonettes’ psych-inspired garage rock, and “Maybe Pie” makes a lame Cure impression even lamer by wrapping it around horrible lines like, “Your kiss is definitely at the top of my list.”

But despite all the annoying rehash on this album there are actually two songs worth holding on to.“Wild Rice” is a lovely Sonic Youth-inspired siren song that’s driven home by the striking use of a Bob Dylan Inc. harmonica fill, and closer “Paperweight” is a frothy summer jam with one of the most irresistible keyboard parts you’ll hear all year.

But none of this is enough to save Songs for Tuesdays. Lacking both originality and the craftiness to make other people’s tricks feel fresh, the record has more in common with that copy machine you use at work than the music you use to unwind.

-Jordan Lawrence
Daily Tar Heel

Now personal opinion (Julia, I won't spread bad words on behalf of the rest of the band whilst they're out of the country) but this guy is a douchebag! ... BUT.. it's our first video review!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2eM9XZIANdU

1 comment:

  1. hehe 'maybe pie'. mmm pie!
    dude doesn't know a good hall and oates rip when he hears one.

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