Under the Western Freeway

When the track 'A.M. 180' was popularized by its use in the movie 28 Days Later, my inner hipster was able to stroke his chin and reflect on how he'd known and loved the song since '98, when Under The Western Freeway, Grandaddy's debut album, was released. What had happened in '98? A scenario that had played out many times, with wildly divergent outcomes: I'd read a glowing review of the album, and then bought it entirely unheard. Luckily, this proved to be one of the happier iterations of that risky process.

The opening notes of 'Nonphenomenal Lineage' assured me I'd made a wise choice: and there was better to come, with the abovementioned 'A.M. 180' and the glorious 'Collective Dreamwish of Upperclass Elegance'. It was a delight to hear music with such a distinctive, fully-formed & congenial ethos. Not every track was a winner: I wasn't so fond of 'Poisoned At Hartsy Thai Food', but most of them were, and I even loved the five minutes' recording of chirping cicadas and other buzzing insects that was tacked on to the end of the closing track 'Lawn & So On'.

I can't satisfactorily explain why it took me twenty years after falling for this album to get around to buying Grandaddy's masterpiece The Sophtware Slump, but at least it did eventually happen.

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All Wrapped Up

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