Monday, 4 August 2008


The Gaslight Anthem - The '59 Sound
(SideOneDummy)

Just look at that guy second from right. He's wearing his dad's old hat! From the '70s! Bruce Springsteen rocked the '70s, and came from New Jersey. This lot come from New Jersey and want to sound like Bruce Springsteen, but they get lost on the way to Asbury Park and end up in Vegas sounding like The Killers when Brandon Flowers grew a moustache and wanted to sound like Bruce Springsteen but just kind of sucked instead. Everything's circular.

The singer (I'm guessing he's the one in the leather jacket) croons about memories of girls with seven tattoos and being in prison and suchlike, and it's actually quite refreshing to hear someone lie about being arrested rather than about hanging at mausoleums or whatever bullshit Pete Wentz has noted down in his dream diary this week.

This is a nice sounding record; nice songs, nice looking dudes, nicely produced; it's cute like a puppy. The Gaslight Anthem are like a pedigree puppy. They look good, but they're thick from all the inbreeding and will probably piss all over your carpet.

Three donks.




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