Brand new, still sealed.

In their two previous releases, Superchunk seemed to suffer from a lack of direction. Their newfound musical maturity had them abandoning the catchy anthems of their early records and smoothing out all their jagged edges and lovable imperfections. With Heres Where the Strings Come In, however, theyve finally found a happy medium. This infectiously lively release has the punch of No Pocky for Kitty and the deeper lyrics and more complex musical arrangements of Foolish and On the Mouth. The band doesnt need to rely on the simplistic three-chord explosions that used to be its trademark; instead, it has focused its musical energy on creating mature, moody guitar pop that, while not lacking in passion, is expressive in a wider variety of ways. Guitarist/vocalist Mac McCaughan has written some fine songs on Heres Where the Strings Come In, and he convincingly delivers them in that perpetually adolescent wail that still cracks when strained. Though some of the tunes are serious and angst-ridden, rarely does the pace drag, and the midtempo monotony that plagued some previous albums is thankfully absent. Though it may not have the same pogo-inspiring energy of No Pocky, this Superchunk album is a nice compromise between their hyperpunk beginnings and their later, more introspective buzz pop groove.

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