Like all of you, I was immediately prepared to rabidly despise
Dr. Dog, what with that band name, that cosmic album title (
We All Belong), the scruffy long hair, the ramshackle
Elephant 6 sound, their remarkably uncreative website, being fawned over by
NPR, a few songs sounding like the most boring parts of
The Basement Tapes, etc. But then those wonderful
Abbey Road-style guitar riffs of
Keep A Friend kick in and I'm butter in their arms. Why, I've even found myself humming along to the Lennon-esque
Ain't It Strange with its odd percussion breaks and hidden vocal tracks. It's rather odd, this new tentative relationship I have with these proto-hippies, espcially considering they channel the dreadful
Dead with such lines as,
"Well, let's grab a case of lager/And some old beat-up shoes/Head down to the river/Strap on a canoe..." (
Weekend). But considering how much this album entertains me overall, I'd say this is one dog I want humping my leg for a long time. A very very
lo-o-o-o-nnnng time. No, I'm serious about this. I'm really
really into dogs humping my leg. Yes. Dogs.
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