C'mon & Get Whatcha Need

lookey who decided to clean up and dress like they've been reading L'uomo Vogue. i actually had a favourite in this band -the unshaven, bachin drummer. but look at him now! HE SHAVED! bah. when you gotta earn rock & roll street cred, you gotta do what you gotta do, i guess. now, wouldn' t it be fun if we get to witness Jet going head to head with Wolfmother at a festival? heehee oh how their detractors will scream bloody murder. heads will be explodin' and folks will be throwin' up in their mouths. folks like Mike Patton.

later: once you pop, you cannot stop.

it's arena rock from Brooklyn without the Spinal Tap feel. Diamond Nights make music that's fun, they're pretty and we all know i'm biased when it comes to New York bands. they also kena trashed by pitchforkmedia; no depth lar, rubbish lar, contrived lar, whatever lar. when it's fun, it's fun lar. the current indie hotstuff makes me feel closed-in with their overly-earnest songs and loaded lyrics anyway. so a little rubbish once in a while can't hurt much.