I'm pretty sure that most of you have heard this song at some time or another . It was on the soundtrack of Loser and fit the flick well. For those who aren't in the know, the band's name is Wheatus and they are from New York. What on Earth happened to these cats?
Well, truth be told, they never disappeared. After refusing to lip-synch on Top of the Pops, Sony decided to bitchslap the band by not releasing their second album in the U.S. Sony's loss is our gain as these determined musicians decided to go it alone and have put out some amazing and diverse listenables since. Like any fine whine, they have developed new flavours with age whilst remaining a little rustic.
Their latest; Pop,Songs,& Death vol. 1 is Wheatus Carpaccio : lightly seasoned, raw, unprocessed perfection that could be served in the finest joints. From cerebral to fun, mellow to upbeat, this dish satisfies. There are no multitrack overdubs, nor bizarre distortions - it's identifiable, honest, and fat-free.
I haven't posted content from this album because I want you to go HERE to steal a copy of this record for yourself.
The download is available as a pay-what-you-want format, and if you drop $10 they'll ship you your very own hard copy of any of their 3 available CDs so you can enjoy them while cruising in your Iroc. Diehards can score 7" singles (we used to call em 45s) and t-shirts that are the cheapest in the business.
For being clever enough to create an immaculately unproduced rock record that leaves us impatiently awaiting Volume 2, I give this album my highest endorsement.
STEAL THIS ALBUM TODAY.