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Tannen) There is nothing more American, more Midwestern and stars and stripes, than great, sweet, jangly Power Pop. I don't care that the Beatles who mastered it were from some enemy country, nor does it bother me that this awesome band is from Italy and may be singing these delicious slices of musical apple pie phonetically. This album makes me feel patriotic, happy and ready to smoke some Philip Morris product while cruising in a car with bad gas mileage to pick up my corn-syrup fed sweetheart.
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