Finally, a band that took to heart the pop seminar that was the Breedersí Last Splash. On one hand, itís so weird that itís pop music in context only, and on the other, you suddenly that they created their own context, and revel in the pop. This all goes hand in hand with the words, all full of boy/boy lust and smack and regret yet often ending with the whole band chanting things "I like you I like you I like you . . ." or better yet, this offer: "Letís stop and order pancakes/I donít mind sitting down."
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I was listening to Magnetic Fields -- 69 Love Songs