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Gospel Gossip
Dreamland

Guilt Ridden Pop (2009) Sean K.

Gospel Gossip – Dreamland cover artwork
Gospel Gossip – Dreamland — Guilt Ridden Pop, 2009

Having never heard of this band before, I had no idea what to expect. Thankfully I was pleasantly surprised by the music on this EP length release. Taking the best guitar effects from 80's pop and welding it to a fierce backbeat, this one emerges from the morass and rises above. Lyrics you can make out and actual songwriting chops-absolutely amazing! "Nashville" rocks along gleefully to start out. But "Pre-Med (Just In Case)" is the true gem here. If Pylon and Wire Train had recorded a record together, it may have sounded something like this. So buy Dreamland and maybe we will get a chance to see how they bring it live. Top notch.

8.5 / 10Sean K. • September 13, 2010

Gospel Gossip – Dreamland cover artwork
Gospel Gossip – Dreamland — Guilt Ridden Pop, 2009

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