The Thermals should hire themselves out to give people bad news, because the sting of bad news would be greatly lessened if the message was scored by a Thermals song. Finding out you have cancer, your girlfriend cheated on you, you lost your job, or the apocalypse is coming would turn into a fist-pumping sing-a-long.
This follow-up to their concept album, The Body, the Blood, the Machine, about a dystopian world ruled by religious fanatics, takes on the end of the world with equal ferocity; however, truth be told, Hutch could be singing nonsense, and Now That We Can See would still be an immensely enjoyable record. It's hard to name another band writing catchier songs without pandering.
Recommended If You Like:
Guided By Voices, Thee Oh Sees, The Ramones covering The Clash
Looks Like:
a beautiful mushroom cloud.
Feels Like:
your favorite t-shirt.
Smells Like:
burning charcoal.
Listen to When:
you're stuck in a fallout shelter.
Vinyl the Cat Says:
This music gives me the strength to jump straight from the floor to the CD racks, despite my chub.
Don't miss The Thermals, May 1st at The Beachland Ballroom. They are one of the few bands out there who make it a point to always play Cleveland when they tour, and Cleveland loves them back... in a very weird way (like pelting them with silly string and superballs).
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