Peach Pit, “Your Long Black Hair (Full Band)” (2025)
I don’t normally go in for the qualified versions of songs: your “acoustic version” and whatnot. But this is one of the rare occasions when said qualified version is the superior one.
I don’t normally go in for the qualified versions of songs: your “acoustic version” and whatnot. But this is one of the rare occasions when said qualified version is the superior one.
God, I’m such a sucker for the trumpet-swollen emotional climax.
A subset of the sellout single is the “make it sound like Britpop” sound of the mid 90s. And as with the sellout single, nailing it is an art. Which, obviously, this does.
Stating again for the record that Mike Hadreas has one button in my heart that only he can push. And he does. Like, every time.
I am decidedly not the world’s foremost My Morning Jacket expert, but even I know them nailing their own sound when I hear it.
I am SO tired of acts with stupid jokey names, but…I can’t deny what I like. Don’t make me deny that! It will kill me!
Hey. You. Want to feel good? Want to be happy for a few minutes? No? Oh. Okay. Don’t listen to this, then.
Did the world need a 60’s surf rock style cover of Toxic by a band with a too-on-the-nose silly name and concept? Maybe not. But a) I still love the 60s surf rock style and they nail it, b) it shows just how great and complex a song “Toxic” is.
You can take your “just because it has an insanely catchy chorus doesn’t make it a great song” negativity right on out of here.
Woah woah woah. Hold on. For the last 25 years, I’ve been operating under the memory that the second Elastica album was bad. But this is good! Did they change it? One of those digital switcheroos?