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The Crimea has a refined pop sound, not
unlike Weezer, but with less of Rivers Cuomo's desperation to
make his much touted pop song formula produce an endless cadre
of hits. The best method for producing good songs still seems
to be playing music you love with passion and drive, and (sure,
why not?) talent. With payola scandals running amok-and finally
explaining why we're hearing some of this garbage-its nice to
hear a band like The Crimea come along and play with earnest
gusto. Pop guitars, often backed by a dreamy little melody on
the piano, comprise most of the songs on this album. The vocals
quakes with sorrow on some tunes and is that sarcasm? There is
a clever little touch of self-mocking for some of the more melodramatic
moments described in the lyrics. This is the kind of album that
sounds like a one-band soundtrack to a movie you'd like to be
a character in.
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