It’s been too long.
Four years after the release of Around the Sun (a slow paced record the band almost disowns) the trio from Athens have put out a record not of this time. Fans and critics alike had been wondering if REM had a best before date that expired at the end of the century; but I am here to tell you that this is their most important offering since 1996’s New Adventures in Hi-Fi. That disc had its share of rockers, but it was their previous disc, 1994’s Monster that is their definitive and classic sounding rock record.

The romantically linked duo that is Wye Oak – Jenn Wasner and Andy Stack – take what some may call shoegaze and push it in a vast swath of directions. If Children constantly flirts with folk, without being able to commit. It ranges from the jangly, distorted, feedback-laden single, “Warning”, to the laid back, sleepy-eyed, “Archaic Smile”. Surprisingly, both Jenn and Andy lend their voices to the album without anything lost when trading off songs. For a twosome, the Baltimore couple makes a considerable amount of noise on the album.
What’s the big deal?
The sophomore slump is a difficult thing to ignore. Sometimes bands take too long between albums, or sometimes people realize that maybe there wasn't anything especially interesting about the band in between discs. Sometimes the times and trends change. In cases like this, there is always much hype, much internet chatter and a publicity machine that can build for months.
If there’s one thing in this world that I can consistently count on, it is fantastic music from Chicago’s The Hush Sound. How that music will be presented, well that is where the mystery lies. Their debut album, So Sudden, was a playful mix of back and forth bantering between lead vocalists Greta Salpeter and Bob Morris. They followed that up with the decidedly circus-esque Like Vines, which, while still playing on the 50/50 ratio between Greta and Bob, added a bit more continuity between tracks. And now we have Goodbye Blues, their most coherent, complete, album to date, but that coherence is not without its casualties.
Kate Nash is not Lily Allen, and as much as both girls like to exercise the “explicit” sticker on their CD cases and rip at past relationships, the comparisons should end there. Everyone and their dog is comparing the two, which is really a bit of a disservice to Nash, because even though Allen is a fantastic musician, Nash’s charming solo debut, Made Of Bricks, should be commended for the solid record that it is, not what other Brit pop star it reminds us of.