The Hold Steady

Massive Nights

There are, broadly speaking, two kinds of extreme hangover: the one where you lay whimpering in bed perspiring several pints of acidic sweat into your mattress, and the one where you put on a record like ‘Massive Nights’ and punch the air shouting “Yeah! Good times!” in between vomiting noisily into your bin. The Hold Steady remain premier exponents of boozy hedonism, but the great thing about this record is the way its nostalgia-tinged verses serve to keep the party alive: “We had some lusty little crushes” barks Craig Finn, “We had those all ages hardcore matinee shows”.