We all know the lives of music styles run in cycles. Each time it reaches a fresh start, modern vibes get added and a new hype is born: one for every generation. Since big city rock from Detroit and New York is hot again, many a band surfaced. Well dressed in snazzy suits and hair cut smoothly, equipped with Vox amps and Fender Jaguars, indeed: style and class. Take the gush out of The Hives, put the rock into The Strokes and you get pretty close to what The Everyothers stand for. Decent garage rock tones served with flair and sizzle.

Now, there’s not much original in The Everyothers. The band name kinda gave that away already. But isn’t striving for originality merely admirable? So why bother? Only the critics will condemn you for a lack off it. The Everyothers are not original.

That said, they are however charming, pleasing and worthy contenders in the modern rock arena. This well produced offering is packed with effective songs, linking us to a colorful collection from histories garage and street rock idiom.

It seems to work well for The Everyothers because not for a second you feel the band used creative handouts just to be commercial sell outs. It feels and sounds so damn easy and true. Check out “Dead Star” and “Like A Drug”. There’s a definite personality holding the banner, mostly thanks to lead singer Owen McCarthy who carries the melodies like Bowie carries his age. Check this album, if only because this is one of the few bands out there who DON’T cut and paste their ideas, sound, image and still don’t sound original. Remarkable.