Their unassumingness duly established, the [B]Stars[/B] have some lovely songs, once you've coaxed them out of their corners with biscuits and lemonade.
Only a band like the [a]Trembling Blue Stars[/a] could make a
nearby [a]Looper[/a] single seem a bit strong. Before he trembled, you see, chief Star Bob Wratten had a small career leading The Field Mice, which will mean zilch to anyone under 30 and not much more to most over the hill.
But anyway. Their unassumingness duly established, the Stars have some lovely songs, once you’ve coaxed them out of their corners with biscuits and lemonade. ‘A Slender Wrist‘ is the sturdiest of the litter, a sort of Beatles-via-Smiths electric jangle about (and this may come as something of a shock) love dreamt about from afar.
Now bolstered by a new bassist and a girl cooing backing vocals, the [a]Trembling Blue Stars[/a] have pledged their troth to minor West Coast indie Sub Pop for an album. Stranger things have happened. But not much.