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By now the term 'pop music' has built
kinship with the kind of words that would have gotten your
mouth washed out with soap in years gone by. Wading knee
deep through Nsync records to avoid the force feedings of
Britney Spears and Backstreet Boys songs can be a arduous
task, resulting in pop leaving quite the bitter taste in
the mouths of audiophiles. That is, of course, until bands
like Sugarbomb come along to remind us that songs with catchy
lyrics, head bopping melodies and addictive sing-a-bility
do not have to be packaged up in a sticky sweet, built to
sell, generic formula.
Bully, Sugarbomb's RCA debut,
embodies everything that is truly great about pop songs:
thick, scaling bass lines; dirty, choppy guitars; and clever
but pretty vocals. This Texas based five piece conjures
up the classic feel of Squeeze served with the brilliant
complexity of Ben Folds Five and a dash of Queen on tracks
like "After All." Select a song at random and you will pick
a radio hit on every draw. Hello" is sure to be Sugarbomb's
first signature song, with "What a Drag," "Clover," and
"Posterchild For Tragedy" quickly bring up the rear.
This is road trip music for driving with the windows down
and the radio way up. Bully
is a fantastic feel-good summer album, which in the sprit
of great pop, leaves you asking, "is the record really over
already?" Isn't that the way it should be?
review by Gaspar Sciacca
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