Thursday, August 30, 2018

lovelytheband

One Liner: One hit wonders who love alliteration but hate capitalization.
Wikipedia Genre: Indie pop, indie rock, alternative rock
Home: L.A.

Poster Position: 27
Day: Friday at 12:45
Weekend One Only.

Thoughts: Oh, hey, I've heard that song before!
Always kind of funny to find bands like this in the lineup, where you've never heard of the name and have no clue what you'll get, and then you're like, oh yeah, I've heard that song a million times on the radio.  That tune is called "Broken," and has 26.4 million streams - by far their top track.  Poppy rock, with a fun beat, but kinda sad ass lyrics.  That song held the top spot on the rock radio airplay chart for nine straight weeks.  It also ruled the alternative chart for seven weeks.

Which is going to bring me to a weird aside that this band gets to enjoy as part of their review.  What the hell is up with alternative radio right now?  I turn that station on to hear the next Nirvana or Queens of the Stone Age.  Not to hear the next indie pop dance song that's being allowed to cross over because "Pumped Up Kicks" and "Royals" did it a few years ago.  Dammit.  Even when the songs are OK, and this one is OK, I want for radio stations to stay in their lanes and this song should be played on the pop station, not the alternative rock station.

The lead singer's first name is Mitchy.  What is up with that?  And their Spotify bio says that they "translate emotions, anxieties, and feelings into lush, layered, and lively indie pop anthems."  Vomit.  They're a big fan of lists of three and the Oxford comma and alliteration. Later in their bio they claim that their songs "entrance, engage, and enchant with cathartic, compelling, and catchy choruses."  No lie, this is really in there.  I have disdain, dislike, and dissatisfaction with those definitely desultory descriptors.

Wikipedia says that "Bandmembers Mitchy Collins, Jordan Greenwald, and Sam Price met and formed the band while at a nightclub in West Hollywood."  Seems pretty bold to meet and then go ahead and form a band right there on the spot while you're just out having a beer with some strangers.

One album, 2018's finding it hard to smile, which contains 16 songs and no capital letters.  Its kind of sunny-sounding pop, with cloudy-sounding lyrics.  After that major hit above, the second-most streamed tune is "these are my friends," with 2.6 million streams.
See?  Sun shine and pop bounce from the tune, but then lyrics about anxiety and how to cope.  Its a weird combination they do on many of these songs.  Also, Mitchy's hair is super stupid.  I think, after a few runs through this album, that I don't like it.  It feels annoyingly poppy and unoriginal, like they focus-grouped these songs with pop radio dominance in mind and then just followed the formula to make happy-sounding but actually sad pop to appeal to a disaffected generation of festival goers (even calling a cheesy song "Coachella" in here. Oh, sorry, "coachella").

Yet again, I'm likely not going to be at the Park at noon on Friday, so I doubt I'd even have the opportunity to see these guys, but no thanks.

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