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There is a big difference between being told you sound like X and actually sounding like X.
Fort Worth, Texas-based, Collin Herring knows the true meaning of alternative country.
I'm not sure if they would like the comparison, but the Magic Numbers remind me of a modern day Mamas and the Papas.
Musically, there's nothing all that new on the album. It's your classic and timeless Fleshtones, just bigger. And better.
Traditional taiko with nontraditional jazz, rock and electronic influences is not something one hears all the time.
The title alone gives you an idea of the somewhat dark tone of the album. Mixing plenty of melancholy with emotional and prolific lyrics, you get the sense that frontman and songwriter Davey Macmanus' mind isn't always filled with flowers and sunshine.
A nice mélange of fast and slow-paced guitar work and ferocious drums, the Saints have obviously grown up, cleaned up their sound and are in no way ready to quit.
Sweet and pink and full of sugary goodness that will probably kill your teeth but you can't get enough of it.
These indie darlings create a rock/folk-pop/twee indie sound with the coolness of a Swedish winter.
"Guerilla-war is not for fun / The only way to get things done."
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