Finally, a band that took to heart the pop seminar that was the Breeders’ Last Splash. On one hand, it’s so weird that it’s pop music in context only, and on the other, you suddenly that they created their own context, and revel in the pop. This all goes hand in hand with the words, all full of boy/boy lust and smack and regret yet often ending with the whole band chanting things “I like you I like you I like you . . .” or better yet, this offer: “Let’s stop and order pancakes/I don’t mind sitting down.”
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Written for the 1996 Village Voice Pazz & Jop Poll