Sunday, September 7, 2008
BRUNCH: I Like Japanese Hardcore
Confessional Clinton-era cuddle pop straight from Neverland, i.e. Bloomington. Cloying and citational to no end: note the multiple, discrete references to mutton chops, sweaters, Calvin Johnson, and surely other creddish period tics. Everything's out front — every barre chord, every furry, gaping long vowel — for coarse-toothed inspection. No secrets — we're here to listen.
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