DOPAMINES, THE: Vices: CD

Man, so many people are loving this band. There’s no way you can please everybody, but here’s what I’m hearing personally: Vices has a more than passing similarity to Make Sound-era Copyrights, if ye ask me, if a bit brighter (they’ve one guitarist versus two), as well as being more nimble and a bit more frantic. (I know the bands have done a split together, and I’m sure they’re sick of the comparison. Sorry, guys.) Vices is also a clear continuation of their previous records. The songs are lean and wire-tight, the lyrics—a big plus in my book—are literate and whip-smart and snagged with more than a little doubt and self-loathing. Ten songs, with not of them one over the three-minute mark (and many of them closer to one). It’s a concise album, no fat on it, with just the right tinge of desperation that, if it’s not intentional, is a hell of a lucky mistake. Nice work.

 –keith (It’s Alive)