Sebadoh write some amazing pop/indie rock songs, the kind that chase you around for days. They’ve also got their eclectic, unpredictable moments, so much so that I’ve always been hard pressed to find an album I loved through and through. So far Bakesale was the closest I have come, but The Sebadoh has beaten that for sure. It wasn’t until track thirteen, “Cuban,” that my attention was diverted to the skip button. The other fourteen songs are perfect examples of Sebadoh at their best, delivering wonderfully crafted pop songs with an indie rock personality so distinct as to have become its own readily definable niche. They are one of the bands against which others are measured (and which so many try to emulate), and for damn good reason. A must-have.