Though one will notice some subtle prog flourishes and acoustic strums, Brown Submarines is a pop punk album, made by and for kids who've worn out the grooves on their Cheap Trick, Alice Cooper, Wire, and dBs records. While Robert Pollard has stretched out post-GBV, experimenting on each of his diverse and unique solo records, Boston Spaceships rock hard, have fun, and drink Miller Lite.
Without undue hyperbole, Pollard is penning fantastic pop songs in a style no longer fashionable--perhaps never fashionable. Makes no difference; on Brown Submarine, Pollard's charged up and sings his ass off. He was so enthusiastic about this album that he's decided to play his first proper club tour in two years. This from a guy who hates flying, goes bananas sitting in the van, and has turned down tours with Radiohead and The Strokes.
Give Brown Submarine a spin or two--it'll make you feel like a kid again, too. Or go ahead, ignore Boston Spaceships and keep yourself busy finding the next Vampire Weekend, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, or Ned's Atomic Dustbin. But if you save this album on your shelf and pull it out a few years from now, it is guaranteed to make you very, very happy...
Chris Slusarenko (Takeovers, Guided By Voices, Svelt, Sprinkler)
John Moen (Perhapst, Decemberists, Jicks, Elliott Smith, Dharma Bums)