Bless the jumpy, earnest hearts of emoting indie rockers. These kids probably had a lot of bad times with thick-necked men and no shortage of angst-ridden teenage years, which they've transmuted into a well-caffeinated variation on Pixies-style rock damage. There are a bunch of genre cliches going on here, and, though cringing a bit, I still have it my heart to enjoy every one of them.Pidgeon - Ain't Nothing Can't
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