For some reason, I've been listening to an absurd amount of Sloan recently. I don't know why. Power pop has always struck me as a little to straight-forward and workmanlike for my taste. And yet I can't tell you how many times in the past week I've listened to "The Good In Everyone" or "People of the Sky". If I had the storage, I'd post 'em for y'all to enjoy.
But instead, I offer you this. It almost makes me laugh harder than my friend Allison's Lou Reed impression. (With a dull-eyed poker face, she stares at you and drawls, "Hey man... sumthin' 'bout a ding-dong.")
I need more coffee.
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Seb, you just like bands named after toiletry brands. In a couple of years you'll be commending American Standard for their dependable blue-collared dirty rock and admiring The Bold Sound of Kohler.
While I may be beholden to toilet-branded bands, I will certainly never be commending blue-collared dirty rock. Because the proles' taste in bar rock is fucking hideous.
Hey, there's nothing wrong with Sloan. I think maybe I've come to appreciate them more now that I'm living in their hometown...hell, I even like Joel Plaskett! Who said there wasn't a music scene here...you want to fight about it Sebby?
Between the Bridges is one of my favorite albums ever.
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