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Indie pop for grownups
The Invisible Cities is the band you wish you were in. They were the cafeteria table of smarty-pantsed non-blondes who didn't even notice that the jocks & cheerleaders ignored them. Their confidence in no way resembles bravado. They're the expressers of universal sentiment with deceptively dry humor, subtle turns of phrase, and hooks so sweet you don't even noticed they're stuck in your heart until two days later when you can't stop singing that one line under your breath.
Sadie and Han are the intrepid duo behind this quiet genius of a band, joined by drummer Tim, occasional bassist Gary and frequent guest Goh Nakamura. Their debut album "Watertown" is a gorgeously crafted package of wistful acceptance. Each song reminds of something, of someone, only kinda but significantly so. You tend to remember the sweetness but the rock comes back and surprises you every time. You're not going to bang your head or bump chests, you're going to sit back down like the adult you are and appreciate someone else singing your song out loud.
Sadie's voice is often compared with Liz Phair, low and deadpan and only sarcastic if you're paying attention. She's the sweet thing who tells it to you straight and nails it dead on. Han joins in for the best guy-girl harmonies since I-don't-even-know-who, and steps up for lead vocals on the title track, which is one of the best indie pop songs ever written and was demanded as an encore at their last show at the Rickshaw Stop. Both play guitars that are as well matched as their vocals and energy, and there's even a little keyboard thrown in. Really. It's little.
The album should come with a warning label: "may be habit-forming". Buy it and you'll find it in permanent rotation in your car. And it's a jones you'll never want to lose.
theinvisiblecities.com
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Nicole
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posted 01/27/05
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