San Francisco’s Telephone Numbers have been bubbling under for quite a few years, releasing singles that dive straight into the heart of indie pop and stay lodged until they get absorbed forevermore. With Glenn Donaldson (The Reds, Pinks and Purples, Art Museums) as a guiding light and north star aiding them in the studio and occasionally lending a guitar, the band siphons their spirit from the jangle pop pantheon, echoing Teenage Fanclub, The Lemonheads, and The Church. The band, lead by Thomas Rubenstein, crafts indelible hooks that jangle through your veins, clouded with a bittersweet bliss that tugs the heart down to the carpet and pins it there until the listener submits. “You’re Nowhere” soars in on chiming guitars and a hip shake of drums, but its Rubenstein’s easy shoulder to cry on that feels the most remarkable aspect of The Telephone Numbers. The songwriter sucks us all in with a softness that’s disarming and the feeling radiates long after the last notes fade from the air. The bands’s debut album, The Ballad of Doug is out June 11th on Meritorio and Paisley Shirt Records.
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