This was waiting for me when I came home from tour, and I was so smitten when I put it on that it became the soundtrack for my day. This New York City three piece captures the dreamy hooks of the Girls In The Garage comps and inject a liberal helping of raw honesty without sacrificing any of the charm. I am seeking an adjective, but the word "bare" is the one that keeps coming up - not that these tracks are rough, but rather that AMERICAN SUN are completely exposed. The drums are often distorted to a distracting level, and the guitars are dirty in the most charming way, making even the "Fortunate Son" cover somehow forgivable. I got a lot of shit on tour, and even picked up a 5xLP German No Wave box set yesterday that I ordered last month, but these are the songs that filled my afternoon - and hopefully yours as well.
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