Editors' pick



Editorial Review

"Lalita" by North Carolina's the Love Language is one of those songs that just begs to listened to repeatedly. It's a fuzzy dance-floor rave-up, one of those songs where every instrument (plus the vocals) sounds like it was recorded a bit too loudly, but man, that extra bit of distortion just makes everything sound better. That's par for the course throughout the band's lo-fi, self-titled debut, where doo-wop and power pop live in sweet harmony. The record was the work of frontman Stuart McLamb, but the live version of the band has seven members, so expect it to be crowded and rambunctious on the Iota stage when the Love Language opens for Headlights.

--David Malitz (April 2009)