Original review in The Noise, February 1999, Issue 188
As soon as the opening chords of "Favorite" filled my little studio, Andy Warhol was still alive, bands decked out in cool shimmery suits, there was no such thing as too much mousse and, as nice as Seattle is, grunge hadn't yet come to dominate the airwaves. Gravel Pit, take me BACK with you! Led by the fearsome Jed Parrish, The Gravel Pit has been a local pop entity for a bunch years. They have played the WBCN Rock and Roll Rumble, their catchy brand of angsty pop been well-represented on the radio, they grace the feature pages of local rock print. But I'd never listened to an entire CD end-to-end, nor have I seen them play live. Now I have one question: why didn't anybody TELL me? Influenced by the Euro-invasion wave of well-dressed pop that brought us The Smiths and REM, The Outfield and Squeeze, The Gravel Pit is all brawny pop bliss. This is a great CD, and it's only a teaser. These four songs are a preview to the should-be-out-by-the-time-you-read-this full length, Silver Gorilla, no doubt another Mike Deneen-produced keeper. I'm going to get that. I already went out and got 1996's The Gravel Pit Manifesto, and I will see you at the next show.
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