Midnight Reruns – Midnight Reruns (2013)

Midnight Reruns Album Review

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Midnight Reruns – Midnight Reruns (2013)
BrokenBirdie

This review was due weeks ago, and I feel like an ass for taking so much time with it.  One of my New Year’s resolutions was to try harder to see the silver lining in certain things, and the way that pertains to this situation is that this is a phenomenal record.

Hailing from the polarizing city of Milwaukee, Wisconsin, Midnight Reruns seem to have their stuff together in a big way.  The drums are solid, the guitar work is spot on and the singer’s voice is perfect for the songs.  I attempted to research the band members names because who doesn’t want to see their names in print?  Either they are content with Daft-Punk-esque self-imposed anonymity, or I am just screwing up.  The singer’s vocals border on snotty, and I find that to be a very endearing quality in a vocalist.  I don’t need snotty to the point where it sounds like they’re hacking something up, but if you want to sound like a brat occasionally, but can still carry a tune, I will listen to you sing for a long, long time, and often (case in point: I still listen to Broken Star by the Broadways, at least once a month, ten years after I first heard it).

(Editor: that would be Graham Hunt’s vocals, I know how to use this cool new tool, Google)

Starting with “Going Nowhere,” I’ll be honest, the sung melody makes me a little uncomfortable as it seems to recall something very specific from the late 90’s.  Probably Our Lady Peace, or something similar that was also on rock radio during that time.  After this song, “King of Pop” (which is probably my favorite on the entire album) starts off with a pretty little jangly guitar line, before bouncing into a hook-fueled romper, clocking in at just under four minutes.

“Grand Slam” drops the tempo to slow-dance proportions, and I actually played it at a house party in Jacksonville Beach a few days ago, shortly after midnight on New Year’s Eve.  Drunk couples grabbed their partners and danced (wobbled?) as illegal fireworks lit up the suburban street out front, the German Shepard stole a pork tenderloin from the grill, and the drunkest woman I’ve ever met had to ask which one was her husband so she could make out with him as she rang in the new year in her own special way.

“Summer Smoker” is an upbeat track that is guaranteed to get stuck in your head.  Once I memorize all the words, I will almost certainly sing it a cappella whilst doing future mundane tasks.

I apologize again for taking my sweet-assed time with this review.  Holidays are kind of insane, so I’m sure you understand.  If you like mostly mid-tempo rockers, with a whole lot of personality, and want to start your new year off on the right note, do yourself a huge favor and pickup the self-titled album by Midnight Reruns.  What’s up Milwaukee? Washington County? Waukesha? Dane? Door? Sauk? Portage? La Crosse?  I miss you guys, but I thank my lucky stars every morning that I wake up in beautiful Florida.

Happy 2014, y’all,

Broken_Birdie

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