Nothing. Absolutely nothing. The Soft Pack, a San Diego band who "controversially" called themselves the Muslims until they wussed out, aim for the Strokes but fall somewhere short of Fountains of Wayne.
In every indie pub in every town in every year since 1984, a band like the Soft Pack opens the bill, and nobody looks up from their pint.
No invention, no insight, no magic, no risks, no beauty, just back-of-the-envelope banalities and jogging-pace jangle. From the label that brought you the Manics and Saint Etienne, it's baffling.Reuse content