I admit to being biased against Waterbury, CT. By some odd fluke, both my rather nice brothers were married there, a few years apart. I found it absolutely miserable both times, and vowed I'd sooner die than get married there myself. But if The Weigh Down can manage to live in that dismal, dead end dump and produce sounds that don't reflect those gloomy and beaten-down surroundings, they're better men than I. Instead, this quartet spends its eight songs mining a quiet, jangly-chording theme, methodical and breathing nicely -- marred only by the insertion of an occasional heavier, more run of the mill alterna-rock passage that always shuts me down like a computer freeze. Otherwise, the majority is that gentle chiming, tiny, barely-played guitar strings tick tick ticking in the background alongside supple bass and drums and guitarist Matt Thomas's distressed vocals. Kind of sweet, even. Boys, get out of there! OK, maybe, it's just me. But how does New Haven sound?
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