It's a well-rehearsed argument that today's bands could hurry things up a bit. Given that the Beatles and the Rolling Stones could release two albums a year in their heyday, the current preference for gaps of two, three, perhaps five years between albums seems ridiculous. Adam Green's career provides the counter-argument. Green turns out albums with old-school regularity, but if he slowed down a bit, he might improve his output no end. The songs on Minor Love all start out intriguingly, but never fulfil their potential. With his New York drawl and camp lyrics, Green threatens to fashion songs that could slip onto Lou Reed's Transformer, but while he has no trouble with the initial spark of inspiration, he lacks the patience, craft or, perhaps, collaborator to force some memorable hooks and choruses into them.
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