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A Rocket To The Moon’s “Ever Enough” flirts with pop and country, stands out among 2013’s first breakout surprises

One thing I hadn’t expected when pressing play on “Ever Enough,” the new single from Fueled By Ramen band A Rocket To The Moon, was a rare earthy hook worthy of country airplay as much as it would be rock. From the band’s upcoming LP Wild & Free, the song fits perfectly amid singles from Eli Young Band or Lady Antebellum, even as it flirts with Augustana’s alt-rock hooks via a chorus you won’t soon stop singing.

Though I haven’t yet heard the entire album, “Going Out” further showcases their alt-country leanings, on a tightly crafted song with a memorable chorus. a song county radio should be salivating over now that they’ve fully lost Taylor Swift to the pop dark-side. And “Whole Lotta You,” their best “rocker” of a track, still has the perfect “drinks on ice, stars in our eyes / all I need is a whole lotta you” groove that’s made Brad Paisley buzzworthy for years.

Who says crossovers always have to go one way? A Rocket To The Moon stands poised to become 2013’s first big breakout act, because they’re keeping their sound true to the groove of the songs, letting the music exist unspoiled by preconceptions. If pop and country both get on board, expect to hear big things from Wild & Free.

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ALBUM REVIEW: Supreme Dicks – “Breathing and Not Breathing”

Supreme Dicks
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Supreme Dicks – “Breathing and Not Breathing” (2011, Jagjaguwar)

As much as we want to think every underground band in the 1990s was producing quality just because no one was listening, the truth is sometimes underground bands are unknown for a reason. This is the kind of alternative music indie snobs drool over.

Of all the albums I listened to last year but didn’t manage to get published ahead of the “Year of the Album” banner, this was among the worst, if not that very thing. Bad albums are one thing, but this is a four-disc set which brings back to life a long-dead indie-alternative band which, from the sound of the material herein, should have been left mouldering beneath the ground. Deep beneath, if I had my way. You can read the full review at PopMatters, But after digging through the mess which is Breathing and Not Breathing, it’s hard to fathom there’s a significant audience out there featuring listeners who both haven’t already heard the Supreme Dicks and who are clamoring for the music they offer here. If a band existed on the fringes of a scene and then fell into obscurity, I see no inherent reason we should think their limited output is somehow suddenly relevant to rock music today. The idea that these guys from Amherst who made chaotic, inscrutable music are somehow ready for the rock canon seems, in itself, to be the height of pretension.