RIYL = Built To Spill, Wavves, Pinkerton-era Weezer
There’s not much that can be said about this album that hasn’t already been said about a million like-minded pop albums. This should be enough: Cloud Nothings makes me feel like a teenager; crush-happy, ridiculous, lovesick, hyper, listless. Congratulations to Cloud Nothings for being able to bridge the gap from a string of promising EPs to an actual honest-to-goodness great full length. Heaven knows that’s not always the case (I'm looking at you Voxtrot). Cloud Nothings: power-chord blitzing, air guitar inciting, perfect-for-car-rides-to-nowhere/the-beach indie pop/power-punk – something for the teenager in all of us.
2 comments:
Wow. they sound like gazillion of other boring indie bands.
Naming Doug Martch's songwriting next to theirs is a bit of an insult to his Stratocaster.
It's true, Martch and Co. are a zillion times better - especially in the geetar department. Sorry to have mislead you.
But I can't help feeling the same way when listening to this album as I used to when I was listening to There's Nothing Wrong with Love.
I think, given some time with the record, Cloud Nothings outweighs the great majority of the similarly-minded guitar pop out there right now. Or at least it's fun. I don't know - you make me doubt myself...
:)
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