Interesting, small records from bummed-out English guys with guitars are popping up like dandelions again -- we might be coming up on exciting times. Back in the mid-'80s you couldn't walk past a high school without seeing at least one guy in a Smiths T-shirt, sitting by himself underneath a tree reading Oscar Wilde. With a little luck, cardigans could replace tongue piercings as the obligatory accouterments of pouting postadolescents across the country. One unprepossessing glimmer... More >>>