
These days it pays not to think too much about the state of modern America. But, occasionally (and given the right blessed guitar hook), the picture shifts to a sunny suburban street – the kind that that Fred Savage used to ride his chopper down in The Wonder Years; the kind of place where bands such as Built to Spill and Sebadoh would create life-affirming sounds from inside a dusty garage. Romantic, yes, but there’s something about American [read more...]