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The Paper Cranes :: Chivalry's Dead


Download "Chivalry's Dead" of The Paper Cranes' debut album of the same name


Sounds Like: the soundtrack for Autumn Sundays in the park.


RIYL: Modern Skirts, The Clash, Portugal. The Man


A Few Words: The press release that came with The Paper Cranes has a great line in it. Right off the bat, they moan "Welcome to 2k9, where it’s all about hazy bro-fi detachment, cocktail-soaked dancefloor music, and Hipster Runoff. Stifling . . . ". They continue on to introduce the antidote to all this detachment: Victoria, BC band The Paper Cranes. Artists who, I agree, are kicking out some excellent indie pop hooks. Good enough to open in the past 12 months for The Walkmen as well as Wolf Parade. Also included in that little press release is a great quote from Pitchfork (but I'd read this one before):

If you're not afraid to admit your favorite Cure song was "Love Cats"; if you think Paul Weller hasn't written a classic song since "A Town Called Malice"; or if your favorite part of Funeral is the last minute of "Wake Up" where the Arcade Fire go all northern soul, then the Paper Cranes could be your new favorite band.


In fact, the PR was packed with so many golden quotes, there's hardly anything left for me to say except for "These kids are good--buy the album".

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