Blueblood
Silkworm doesn't hang out with the greeting-card crowd, as one could gather from lyrics like "From inseam to hem I am a dying specimen, the local joke / I'm a tramp.... Tonight we're meat." Sounds groovy, right? The answer is yes, which is surprising given the themes of personal unraveling and losers scraping for a shred of "I'm somebody, damn it!" that lay all overBlueblood, the band's seventh full-length release. Bassist Tim Midgett and guitarist Andy Cohen split the lyrical chores over a bed of lazy, cranky guitar swagger that wouldn't sound terribly out of place in the Pavement canon. The cathartic, clever pressure exerted onBluebloodis speaker-blistering but ultimately contagious, putting Silkworm ahead of lesser sadcore acts.--Jason Josephes