Knee deep in twee

or the pains of not being a douchebag

So maybe it's just irony, but for god's sake they have the worst name in, say, the last 13 years of pop music. And see how cute they look. Aww, I should be hating this. But there is some strangely sincere feeling in these songs. Something tells me that unlike 98% of indie population, these kids are not in the business only for getting laid.

Call it a hunch... maybe I'm wrong. But the very first track definitely sounds like The Shop Assistants and beside all the jangling guitars they have some screeching guitars as well in the next one, which is nice. Now, I'm trying to think like the average "I'm digging this crap because it's trendy not to be trendy" douchebag, who wants to get laid. I might hit a club, do my jangling and screeching shit, put my jangling and screeching shit back into my jangling & screeching case which has a Tiger Trap sticker on top of it - maybe get laid. Or, I could cite Arcade Fire lyrics to the first person in the bathroom cue. Why not use a guaranteed aphrodisiac instead of digging up (the truly awesome) stuff like The Shop Assistants? Well, they did it and they don't give damn if they get laid or not. That's why this group melted my heart... sort of.

The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart: S/T
(Slumberland 2009)
Record Rating: 7.5/10