“Lou Barlow: Bored and Disconnected as Ever”

Lou Barlow is kicked out of Dinosaur Jr. behind is back, a band which proceeds without him having told him they were calling it quits. All Barlow does to show strength of resolve is to not only form a wildly efficacious Sebadoh, but actually shout out to the ones that let him go, championing the idea in “Gimme Indie Rock” of “Pedal hoppin’ like a Dinosaur J!” As an unimportant sidenote, I don’t remember Dinosaur Jr. making a single good song, let alone album, such as You’re Living All Over Me, Beyond and I Bet on Sky, without Barlow as a member.
It takes courage in the first place to have friends when you’re an introvert, and it seems commendable to copy The Beatles when you have it in you to do it, if you’re going to do it well, when such a thing is looked down upon, when all your contemporaries are donning flannels and turning up the distortion, but while knowing deep in your heart that copying The Beatles is actually more enjoyable.
“Too Pure” is a song that comes lodged pretty deep on the latter album Harmacy, and it is the best (and maybe only good) song on the album, but it’s really good enough to warrant a purchase of Harmacy, especially if you find it for $6.99 used at Denver’s Twist and Shout, like someone was lucky enough to do (the check’s in the mail guys). Brutal and brooding, the mellow pop song “Too Pure” is a crescendoing wave of universally appealing pop. It’s the east coast’s finest, good enough, and really more fitting than most of the extant material, to soundtrack the movie Clerks. The question being, would any of the characters in the movie have justified the song’s painfully direct and defiantly powerful contents of raw, mellow contentedness.

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