The stylings of Vampire Weekend appropriate an array of different sounds, including but not limited to Wolf Parade's beats and melodies (the portion of the music which tricks people into thinking they're worthwhile), Paul Simon's Graceland, Sting vocals... and it may just be the upbeat tone of the music or the fact that they will be a one-record-of-the-summer wonder, but they remind me of Sugar Ray.
I am also (admittedly unfairly) biased against the fact that they are from an Ivy league school. Come on, leave the rock and roll to us poor people! Little fucks.
I took the below review from "Ivy Tunes," what seems to be a student-run blog called "Ivy Gate." It inadvertently describes Vampire Turds to the T - (from http://www.ivygateblog.com/blog/2006/12/ivytunes_what_is_this_strange_positive_emotion_that_has_come_over_me.html)
"Usually, Ivy League acts are bad because they're Ivy League. You know: competent but uninspired. No rough edges. Irrationally sure of themselves. And totally derivative. If you're smart enough, talented enough or connected enough to get into an Ivy, you probably don't need rock 'n' roll to save your life. At that point it's just another extracurricular.
But Vampire Weekend manages, against all odds, to make its Iviness a virtue. In rock, brainy usually means bad. Here, it's thrilling..."
WHAT? Should have stopped before the "BUT." Well that's my rant for the day.
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