Closer – Don’t Walk

What I Think of When I Think of This Artist

This is another one of those unusual little bits of flotsam in my collection. I have no idea when or where I got this, or why. I can’t tell you much about the band – a four piece from New York in the late ‘90s. This was their only album. Is the name pronounced like the baseball bullpen king or like how you would describe something that is nearer than another thing? I say it’s the latter.

What I Think of This Album

This is better-than-average Britpop, except it’s American, and maybe there is a hint of glam.

Singer Harley DiNardo has an appealing sneer and a worthy falsetto. Occasionally, he crosses the line into Liam Gallagherisms, and every now and then there is a slight Pablo Honey-era Radiohead sound in there. But overall, the melodies are soaring and the guitars are crunchy and sinewy (guitarist Derrek Hawkins co-wrote the songs with DiNardo). This album has survived several purges of my collection, so there is enough here to keep me interested.

The band thanks both God and Ticketmaster in the liner notes, which suggests these boys and I don’t have a lot in common.

Ed Buller (London Suede, Pulp, Boo Radleys, Lush, Slowdive, the Primitives) produced, which means someone believed in this band enough to sink some money into making this album.

The Best Thing About This Album

“Stereo,” though the swirling “Dreamday” is pretty good, too.

Release Date

September, 1997

The Cover Art

It reminds me a little of Bash & Pop’s Friday Night Is Killing Me. But worse. Ok, this is pretty bad.

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