Tying up loose ends... wouldn't want you to trip, now would we?

Rhythm in rock songs, an example. Heard Fountains of Wayne's "Mexican Wine" on the radio today. First you have a harpsichord playing in straight-eights, then the big guitars come in in the same steady rhythm. The former is a dainty enough sound, but the latter overload the rhythm and make it plod, don't you think? (I know at least one FoW fan reads this blog...) In any case, it's just one example of the rythmically very boring rock I hear a lot of.

"I don't want to have sex with you... at all" is by a Belgian duo called Sold Out, on a brand new album called Stop Talking. It's wonderfully dripping with disdain and free of pointless explanation/rationalisation, which is what differentiates it from the Pink/Avril songs.