If you think Wall Steet's tough, consider the market for guitar pop bands. If you're not rehashing the '80s or a FOFOB (Friend of Fall Out Boy), good luck to you. But while Luna Halo's stock may not be rising like "Paper Planes," thats hardly the fault of last fall's fine self-titled LP. Stuffed with big, overdriven hooks polished to a gleam and ringing with atmospheric sheen rising like a storm behind frontman Nathan Barlowe's plaintive croon, it's big, dramatic guitar rock that might be a better fit across the pond (not as indulgent as Muse, nor as sexy as Placebo, but meatier than Elbow or Keane). The album's release was delayed over by over a year, and they're probably chomping at the bit to release new material, but you wouldn't want to shortchange the jagged, pulsing "I'm Alright," the majestic, dirty-minded strut of "Untouchable," or frothy highlight, "Kings & Queens."
Tue., Sept. 30, 9 p.m., 2008
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