Speaking of guilty pleasures, here's one of my votes for this summer's upbeat summer hit.
It's good to see Cobra Starship raising the ante yet again, with what's probably their most-accessible pop song yet (if you don't count their insanely catchy debut single for some cheesy airborne horror flick).
Here Gabe Saporta and crew borrow some CW poplet with rock-star aspirations, and somehow it really works. I've had Good Girls Go Bad blasting in my car for the past month and now they've been kind enough to go the meat-market speakeasy route to bring it to the rest of you.
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