Lately, I’ve come to realize that I like my indie rock like
I like my whiskey; pretty much not at all, unless it’s straight up amazing, or
mixed with something really weird, for novelty’s sake. Roommate fall into the
former, crafting a straight-forward blend of Gang of Four-ish edginess (albeit
with softer corners) along with the most palatable of pre-hiatus Dismemberment
Plan’s harmonies. It’s catchy, but with plenty of turns and minors, upbeat but
not exactly hip-shaking. Give it a chance and become your own personal
bobble-head doll.
and/or
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- Jacob An Kittenplan
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