Saturday, July 10, 2010

Sons of the Never Wrong: 4 Ever On (2003)

(As published in the Times of Acadiana ... )

Sons of the Never Wrong
4 Ever On
(Gadfly)


Two of these three “sons” are actually daughters, and, despite the “never” in their name, they’re sometimes wrong (forced witticism here, too ready for Mountain Stage or Thistle and Shamrock there). Their flaws, however, neither outweigh nor render meaningless their main attribute, namely, a similarity to the Roches made explicit by the album’s best song, “Toast”: A raised champagne glass, the shingle in escargot, an ideal subject for a would-be New Warhol’s canvass--it’s all what man cannot live by alone to them. They’re from Chicago, but they sound like Ireland. And I bet they’d play the Festival International for cheap. Rating: Four loves worn like heaven out of five.

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