A music-obsessed, retired San Francisco lawyer, and author of the rock & roll memoir Jittery White Guy Music (available on Amazon)... picking a random album or song in his collection every day or so and sharing a few thoughts.
One of the most recent releases to hit the list, reaching all the way back to the halcyon days of 2022--seems like a different time, before the black plague of the orange turdgoblin's return, when joy could still be felt from sea to shining sea. And as with the other inclusions from the past 5 or 10 years, I add the usual caveat that, having not yet been subject to the ravages of time, who knows if this will still be a favorite once the glow of its freshness wears off? (Though I'll note that, in the 3 years since I started this project, I have yet to rethink any of the more recent tunes--yes, Wet Leg's "Chaise Longue" still kicks ass.)
Anyway, this is the ideal track for anyone who has questioned whether it's still possible to write the perfect pop song. Sometimes it may feel like all the good hooks must already be taken--but DC-based Dot Dash (notwithstanding a deceptive band name taken from an early Wire track) somehow found a strain of shimmering jangle pop still waiting to be mined. It's just a ridiculously catchy earworm, the sort of thing where you figure the band sold their souls to the devil in exchange for one last shot at the ultimate pop ditty.
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