For the Weddoes, the only justification indulgent sadness needs is a good rock record. Enter Take the Fountain, the band's first album in eight years, a sometimes intricate, sometimes urbane, often loud venture into pure guitar pop. Staccato chords vibrate like an oscilloscope in a thunderstorm (it's always raining in Gedge's soul), and the drums, rather than falling into technoid formation, actually swing, as if Gedge had finally found the nerve to ask that bird to dance. She'll say no, of course, but then she always does. But without her -- and the obsessive angst she inspires -- Gedge and his core audience (record-store clerks, alt-weekly freelancers and temping actors) wouldn't know what to do with themselves. Turns out, they can just rock their traumas away.
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