They began as frontman Andy Herods senior project, when he replaced his final high school year with one spent in the studio. A skilled songwriter who claims to have penned more than 1,000 songs by his 22nd birthday, Herods heartbroken protagonists flounder on waves of discontentment, unable to get their bearings. While not literally an orchestra, Herod does favor grand, wall-size canvases that bloom and recede like time-lapse nature photography. There are plenty of swelling choruses and strong vocal harmonies on their forthcoming major label debut Mean Everything to Nothing, but Herod amps up the guitars, sprinkling Smashing Pumpkins bombast and aggression across his mannered Flaming Lips-smacking arrangements. What it loses suppleness it compensates with sinew and bite, blending hooks and dark heft like Weezers Pinkerton
Tue., April 21, 6:30 p.m., 2009
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