In 2009, The Love Language released their brilliant self-titled debut. It went largely overlooked.
I take some pleasure in loving an under-appreciated band — a secret treasure that you don’t want to share, for fear that its meaning might be taken away from you. They’re bands that teeter on the edge of obscurity, armed with great songs that beg to be heard, and for at least a little while, they’re yours alone. But you know that the day will come when everyone gets wise and flocks to them too.
And there’s nothing you can do about it.
On the other hand, how can these bands get their deserved adoration if I keep them to myself? Continue reading