Thursday, July 14, 2005

Pitchfork hates The Redwalls.

Now, I'm no fan of these kids but this may be a tad harsh. Okay, maybe it is fair. It'd be different if they weren't being hailed as the second (or seventy-third) coming of rock or they weren't trying to downplay all the Beatles comparisons or or they actually had an original bone in their collective body. But that's the price you pay for signing to a Major before you really have had a chance to grow.

Maybe I'm being too generous here. They have had a chance to grow. They may be young but they've been playing together for longer than most bands around nowadays have even been together. And in all that time they can't write a song that doesn't sound like it was plucked directly from some Time-Life 1968 compilation CD? Please.

Funny, I started this with every intention of defending these boys because of their youth and relative inexperience and as I started typing I realized neither of those factors is any kind of excuse when you willingly put your music out there and try to promote it as something new.

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