
It's hard to place North Carolina's The Love Language within the current spectrum of indie rock in North America. They make no use of synthesizers, drum-machines or afro-beats. They're not introspective folkies, world-weary hipsters or symphonic maestros. In some ways their closest relative was Black Rebel Motorcycle Club circa Howl (their best album, for the record), as both share a love of the modern indie-alt-rock as well as old world Americana. If The Love Language's debut doesn't have quite the grandiosity of Howl , in nine songs that sound like they were recorded [...]