Just as things started to get really good, Buddy Holly came on the radio. I paused to turn it up, killing the moment and any chance of advancing my quest any further. After dropping my date off, I went to Wal-Mart, purchased The Blue Album and that, as they say, was that.
All those wonderful feelings of teenage alt-pop/ennui-quirk are once again present here, like the shredding whoa-oh-ohs of opening cut My Own Town, which transcend nostalgia and had me head-bobbing in time. Kill anxiously speeds up the beat, while Away Tonight and I Give Up are a Pinkerton-style emotional antidote.
But its the final track, Girlfriends Got Me Down, in which Young Lyons truly come into their own, portraying perfectly the utter desperation of being lost and adrift in a relationship you dont want to be in. Its the type of song I really could have used in high school; it wouldve made things so much easier. Louis Fowler