
Ean Eraser's "Illegitimate Love" b/w "It Does Not Matter to Me" comes as bare as a record can be -- housed in a white paper sleeve with only the band name and the title of the a-side stamped upon it. The inner-circle concludes the band to be label-less (not even their own imaginary label) and composed of a guy (M. Ford) and a guy (M. Griffin) who share songwriting duties. "Illegitimate Love" is nothing revolutionary, tied faithfully to the power-pop bloodline (mostly a turn-off if tuneless), but manages to be an infectious one-hit-wonder-styled nugget. Unfettered riffs chopping out garage-toned similarities to the Wipers (sans extremity) and the earliest of Prisonshake (sans Cleveland), sung modestly, somewhat prep (?), in dumb-lung until the chorus rings an anthem. The b-side is not entirely forgettable, but not worth mentioning in the same breath as "Illegitimate Love." It's hard to explain why it's becoming a trend for bands to express in nearly-muted, underwhelming, undercooked, phrasing and still sound great (Nodzzz, Traditional Fools, the Beets, Gun Outfit), but it's becoming enjoyable. Chalk Ean Eraser up with the underdog, barely trying, party-rock circuit.
I'm not really in wide-eyed anticipation for a Ean Eraser full-length -- they're just not that type of band -- though I wouldn't balk at them trying. Stick with singles. You can find it exclusively at Florida's Dying. Maybe that's the connection? Is there a Urkraine, FL in Broward County?
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