Blog: Colour Me Impressed

Power pop is a fickle mistress, it is easy to get lost in its countless releases (most of which are painfully mediocre), and forget why you loved it in the first place. To compound that, whenever you reach the breaking point with it, you stumble across an album which makes you forget everything that its done wrong (for an example of the wrongs see every Jimmy Eat World record after "Clarity"). It essentially the asshole boyfriend who shows up at your door with flowers the day you decide to finally break-up with him. Growing increasingly frustrated with the [...]