I went 6 instead of 5 because I wanted to acknowledge this album. This year as I whittled down my list I have noticed I am more and more drawn to bands that are willing to take some risk show some edge. This is the third album from the Philadelphia band. Frances Quinlan is the amazing voice and different sources identify Hop Along as more a solo project for her than a collaborative band. This may not be the case as it's inconsistent on various descriptions. Hop Along’s front woman’s vocal acts like a pummeling, emotive and unmistakable instrument. That emotional vulnerably-power and almost nakedness is the driving force of the album. You feel a little fatigued after a listen. Waitress
I like this description in a review from Mike Powell "The songs on the second album by the Philadelphia band Hop Along seem to have come whirling out of a fairy tale, visceral but ornate, outside reality but still scarred by it. Their energy comes from punk but their style comes from somewhere older and more obscure—a Victorian attic, maybe, or the kind of basement where the band’s singer Frances Quinlan got turned onto punk in the first place." Horsehoe Crab
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