Pictured: Headlights must have reeeeally pissed off Oscar the grouch.
Headlights are a Champagne, Illinois that I could have sworn was British the first time I heard them. Maybe it’s my own prejudice, but when I hear a guy singing sweetly into a microphone while all sorts of cutesy bells and shit go on around him, I just think jolly old England. Is that me being prejudiced? Probably. Am I totally right usually? Undoubtedly. Anyway, that is neither here nor there, Headlights is a fun little diversion of the band that offers plenty of groany alt-country guitars, organ pads, and even the occasional hand clap. (for a while didn’t it look like banjos were going to be the new hand clap in indie rock? What a scary time.)
Headlight’s song, “Market Girl” is the embodiment of all the good things in this genre. It rollicks from the beginning (I don’t use that term lightly) and continues to do so until the end. In between their are string parts, boy and girl vocals, and yes, even hand claps. There is a deep dark fear in my heart that this song will be used for evil, like to advertise Target or Imacs or something, but until then I think we can enjoy this song with clean conscience.
These guys have played with Now, Now Every Children before (a peervalidated favorite), if you get a chance and have a girlfriend (or boyfriend) that loves to do that awkward indie-rock half dance, this is directly up your alley.
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