Algernon Cadwallader
Some Kind Of Cadwallader

LA RECENSIONE

IT: "Come on, Brave Korrea, how can you listen to these guys? Don't you find them too derivative?" (derivative is strictly pronounced in italics).

PK: "Really, dear Knowledgeable Type? And what does derivative mean?"

IT: "It means they play to emulate bands that have already said everything before them. It means they are anything but essential. These kids from Philadelphia have memorized the various projects of the Kinsella and are reproducing them in 2008 without any conceptual originality! They draw heavily from the repertoire of already derivative bands such as Cap'n Jazz, Mineral, American Football, Sunny Day Real Estate, Joan of Arc and I could go on for half an hour. They should have statuettes of Bob Mould and Grant Hart in their living room and worship them instead of rattling off typical math arpeggios on continuous offbeats and launching into systematic and narcoleptic instrumental digressions only to burst into emotive outbursts and hardcore strumming screaming post-adolescent futilities and Tim Kinsella-style nonsense! I find that it makes no aesthetic sense to seek typically lo-fi atmospheres by proposing an album with a meticulously crafted sound, with acoustic hints and even sporadic notes of piano and carillon thus rendering musical the pastel tone of the cover, naive like the feelings conveyed. Yes, indeed it seems that these Algernon Cadwallader manage to reconcile Tim's experimentation and anger with Mike's, the 'Owen' Kinsella's, calmness and inclination to melody. And don't talk to me about the Owls, for heaven's sake, these are practically their cover band."

PK: "Great. Nice. You're essential. Please write an encyclopedia, call it History of ROCK Music and then review the impossible for us. I've only listened to the bolds and damn, you're right, these Algernon Cadwallader are really, really good."