Papas Fritas
Helioself

THE REVIEW

There is probably a big misunderstanding that ruins our lives: the idea that “pure” pop music cannot be great music. And while we're at it, dear indie-rock extremists, let's also dispel the myth that “if everyone likes it, it's crap”. Because this little record will even appeal – I’m not saying to your friends, but – to your GIRLFRIENDS: and it remains a nice little record.
Sure, you still don’t believe it, but you’re already asking yourself “yeah, okay, but what is it about?” It’s about catchy, honest pop music that creates a feeling of euphoria in humans, and it’s true even if it’s written on their site! I’m talking about melodic gems (Live by the water, Just to see you), bursts of college-pop (We’ve got all night), authentic anthems (oops, sorry, ANTHEMS) for teenagers (Words to sing), and moments of power-pop-meets-beach-boys (Sing about me)!!!

But above all, this album contains Say goodbye, aka ThePerfectPopSong. The song that's track number 2 on any compilation I've made in the last 10 years. A piece that is perversely, sweetly beautiful, and you’ll find yourself humming even while changing a flat tire on the highway when it’s raining outside. If any hard-hearted indie-rocker still isn’t convinced, consider the fact that – the album is from 1992 like Pavement’s Slanted & Enchanted – Papas Fritas are three like Husker Du – they’re signed to a label that calling it independent is an understatement – the drummer is a woman who also sings – they toured with the Flaming Lips. Technical K.O.…