The Hidden Cameras

Pop so gloriously blissful it wins you over long before you realize you're humming about enemas -- at which point you keep humming anyway, because that's how convincing the music is. This is kind of like, but even better than, the Smiths, since it's less a celebration of an idiosyncratic worldview than extended proof that we're all the same, no matter how debauched.

Fusing violin, cello and tambourines with homoerotic imagery may not be the easiest way
to win over mainstream rock fans, but celebrated gay rockers the Hidden Cameras take a
half-assed stab at it anyway on the follow-up to 2003's The Smell of Our Own. "I Believe in
the Good of Love" shimmers with a Phil Spector-like beauty, while the catchy burst of
energy known as "Fear Is On" belongs on the FM dial between Interpol and the Ki... More >