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By Hiya Swanhuyser

Published on November 27, 2008 at 4:23am

Love Is Chemicals makes us think of teenagers trapped in suburban bedrooms, lying on beds and wearing headphones and dreaming of getting the fuck out of there. Or dreaming of their desperate loves. Or dreaming of total world domination via shiny pants. A fanciful adolescent brain could find all that and more in Nate Grover's compassionately sarcastic vocal delivery, in the gorgeous guitar washes, and in the band's overall dedication to perfect indie pop songs. "Our Darkest Days and Nights" on Song of the Summer Youth Brigade is the smart-catchiest song we've heard in years, bar none. It's too delicate to be an all-out radio hit, maybe, but can we coin the term "winter jam”?
Fri., Dec. 5, 9:30 p.m., 2008