San Francisco's Stroke 9 cranks out plenty of snappy, hook-laden tunes on their major-label debut Nasty Little Thoughts. Songs like "Little Black Backpack" and "Washin' & Wonderin'" showcase the college rock roots of their songwriting, and Jerry Harrison's production adds a radio-friendly sheen.
"Frozen fingers on my skinGuilty hands clutching ginYour tin, thin eyes can't see withinSoul to soul and shin to shin we burnAnd the silence won't subsideAs I crawl to your scaly sideYour eyes could never hideMy eyes and all their prideMy shoulder to your face is so warmDim light from moon outlines our formYou're sinewy and shiftless and so forlornBetween here and there and everywhere you're to...
"Frozen fingers on my skinGuilty hands clutching ginYour tin, thin eyes can't see withinSoul to soul and shin to shin we burnAnd the silence won't subsideAs I crawl to your scaly sideYour eyes could never hideMy eyes and all their prideMy shoulder to your face is so warmDim light from moon outlines our formYou're sinewy and shiftless and so forlornBetween here and there and everywhere you're to...