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Even if you tend to avoid the genre of power-pop like some sort of rare disease, I Can’t Go On... provides an undeniably honest display of some quality rock tunes.
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Drunk on ringing guitars, crashing drums, and swooning harmonies, singer Ross Flournoy and crew try to compensate for their shortage of fresh ideas with boundless enthusiasm -- and almost pull it off.
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The lyrics are particularly generic, even for a pop band, and they render The Broken West’s mission obsolete.