If Teenage Fanclub is a Big Star sound-alike, they have also taken pains to update the sound for the era of the loud and crunchy and they make noise like you-know-who never did (dare we say, "could"?). Point is, if anything this band looks more forward to Oasis than back at anything, constructing a slightly dust-obscured furious din of fray over and through which piercingly aching guitar and lilting vocal lines float and dart. Even harmonies. It's all very lovely and deliberate, and not a note or shriek of feedback is misplaced. Plus you can hum along with most of the songs – that's what makes it power pop, after all.
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