Generationals. I don’t even know how to start this album review. Here goes nothing…
So I started riding a bicycle to work. It’s nearly impossible to ride home in a bad mood when you’re commuting by bike. It’s completely impossible when you’re riding your bike listening to a New Orleans band called Generationals.
As I listened to “Angry Charlie,” the album’s second track, I had an intense desire to steer in wide, sweeping turns wearing a huge grin on my face. The song made me want to wave at every passing car and pedestrian. I wanted to give a stray dog a bowl of water and help an old lady with her groceries. I felt like the chubby dude in that Comcast commercial – the one where everyone loves money.
Then “Faces In The Dark” started and my desire shifted from meandering bicycle maneuvers to beach side antics. I want to put a keg in the sand and bat around a beach ball with random strangers. Maybe I’d ask someone to toss a Frisbee out into the shallow waters where I’d sprint, leap into the air and effortlessly make a mid-air grab before crashing into the waves. I’d settle for sitting topless in my cubicle with Zinka on my nose and a margarita concealed in my coffee thermos.
“When They Fight, They Fight” followed and made me want to dance like Carlton on Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. I won’t elaborate much there, but those that watched Fresh Prince understand the side-to-side leg movements and arm circles punctuated by finger snaps.
Con Law is a must-own album for the summer. Catch Generationals on tour, including a stop at Schubas in Chicago on July 18th with Plants and Animals and at Cafe Du Nord in San Francisco on July 27th with Floating Action and Golden Boots.
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