Alligators make sweeping, adult pop. That doesn't mean it's unenergetic or flat. It's Beach Boys harmony, melodies out of The Zombies playbook and less-intense affinity for Teenage Fanclub than The Brother Kite. That's a lot of references in one sentence. It's frankly unhelpful. You're right. We screwed this up - my bad. Let's try this again.
Alligators make sweeping, adult pop. That doesn't mean it's unenergetic or flat. It's melodic and sun-soaked and has a slick second-movement. It's fun without being vacuous, demanding without being irritating. The first two times through, the chorus is an anthemic stutter-step, elevating before managing to dial itself back down into the next verse. At times you can close your eyes and hear Tigercity or Grand Archives. We're doing it again. This was supposed to go better, I promise.
So, no overstatements or comparisons. Listen to the song. It's your world. We all just live in it.
Listen :: Alligators - "Where Does It Hide"
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