I\u2019m back from Eaux Claires and let me tell you: If you were there, you missed out! Har har har… I\u2019m just kidding, probably.<\/p>\n
Having checked off my big northern Wisconsin trip for the year, my eyes are turned toward new, pressing concerns: Will Ms. Lauryn Hill show up for her Pitchfork headlining set on time? Is Let\u2019s Eat Grandma<\/a> such a bad band name that it will get in the way of me enjoying their very enjoyable I\u2019m All Ears<\/em>? Will I ever listen to all these new Drake songs? Will you, reader, hear any new songs you like in this week\u2019s column? If \u201cyes\u201d is the answer to any of these questions, let\u2019s hope it\u2019s the final one!<\/span>\n Thin Lips, like seemingly half of my favorite rock bands these days, is from Philadelphia. That\u2019s about as much as I knew about them before listening to \u201cGaslight Anthem (The Song Not The Band)\u201d based on its title. I\u2019m really glad that the song led me to listen to Riff Hard<\/em><\/a>, their great 2016 debut LP. Featuring vocals from members of Kississippi, Modern Baseball and Hop Along, \u201cGaslight Anthem\u201d is a loud, bummed out anthem. Singer Chrissy Tashjian slurs over big midtempo riffs with an absorbing malaise that\u2019s immediately easy to empathize with, even if you can\u2019t pick out all the words on the first listen.<\/p>\nThin Lips: \u201cGaslight Anthem (The Song Not The Band)\u201d<\/h3>\n