The Dears

On a recent day off, I took my wife’s truck in for a transmission flush. While checking in, the service guy neglected to mention that the entire staff took a whole hour off for lunch, which started about ten minutes after I arrived. In other words, I had serious time on my hands. I flipped through an issue of Spin, then Scientific American, People, Jet, Field and Stream and Redbook before returning to the single copy of Spin because, why not? What else was I going to do? Upon this closer, maybe even desperate inspection of the issue, I noticed a blurb on Montreal that mentioned The Dears, and they sounded pretty cool. Little did I know that a random collection of their MP3s, gathered off a smattering of label websites, would reflect my experiences at the auto shop so perfectly. There’s the smoldering righteous indignation of “Summer of Protest,” the hope and determination of “We Can Have It,” the bitter loss of said hope in “Heartless Romantic,” and finally, the goofy, bouncy happiness of “Corduroy Boy,” also known (in my mind) as “Yeah, I Got the Damn Truck Back!”

8 Replies to “The Dears”

  1. Jessie, The Dears just released No Cities Left in Australia so I would expect that they've either got a NZ release coming up very soon, or that you could easily get an import copy.
    Oh, and they're great.

  2. These songs (especially Corduroy Boy) have a kind of a garage band-meets-Madness-meets-Duran Duran type feel to them. As crazy as that sounds, it’s all I can come up with. I like it.

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