I've been dissapointed by the last couple releases from the Twin Cities legends. Lemons wasn't so bad, it just lacked any sort of sonic diversity, but the only track off To All My Friends, Blood Makes the Blade Holy that I can stand listening to is the title track. Still, I'm a fool in love that will keep coming back time after time to one of the best underground groups in the history of the genre. So I'll be one of the first to purchase The Family Sign when it drops on April 12th. I hold out hope that the album will be a return to the Seven's Travels/You Don't Know How Much Fun We're Having-Slug that we can still see at times on tracks like "C'mon" and this posse cut from the group's recent Minnesota tour, but it seems unlikely to happen.
Sean Daley has grown up. He's no longer the dysfunctional character that he so candidly displayed on "Little Man," "Godlovesugly," and the rest of his early discography. He has a stable marriage and family. He no longer worries about having a steady vocation. You Don't Know How Much Fun We're Having sold over two hundred thousand copies, an accomplishment that eclipses most mainstream releases.
