A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Come on, let's rock
After a double dose of Anglo melancholy, I think it's time for some landlocked American rawk. And so it will be. I always thought Bob Mould hit it just right with Sugar—Hüsker Dü muscle with pop hooks aplenty. Oh yeah, and finally a kick-ass rhythm section. Even though the Beaster EP that followed their hit debut had an odd menace to it, this track fully captures the melodic ferociousness that is Mould's gift to humanity. His voice is just huge here, even though it's kinda buried in the mix. The man sure had some pipes to go with that guitar back in the day.
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