"You took my Pretenders album. . . you know, the one with 'Kid."

I'm five tracks into the new Local H album "12 Angry Months" (thank you, internet!) and while it's too soon to tell about lasting effects, I'm thinking they might have actually made "their album. . ."


or conversely, lost all their longtime fans. So far I've heard keyboards, slide guitar, multiple-drummer freakouts, oh, there just went some violin.

you can expect more on this, doubtlessly.

and it's such a tragedy, it's almost greek.