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Some tidying up. Running into the same problem of wanting to revisit albums just one more time before I put them aside, mostly because I’m having trouble finding A records. 451 more words
The first few notes of Non-Believers, the first solo album in Mac McCaughan‘s twenty-six years in music take some getting used to. Wavering and ill definied, the keyboard tones are the last thing you’d expect to hear from a man who’s made a living pogoing out power pop with… 973 more words
The “’82 Honda getting all its tapes stolen” during “Your Hologram,” the rows of duplex houses with trimmed hedges during “Lost Again,” the black dog that waits by the mailbox during “Our Way Free”: Non-Believers is too rife with frayed, specific details to be incidental.