That says nothing, of course, but it also kind of says everything about Augustana's music, which boils the entire history of earnest, white-person pop down to a radio-ready soup; it's hard to imagine anyone -- especially fans of the Fray, Gavin DeGraw, and Coldplay -- finding this music unpalatable. On All the Stars and Boulevards, Augustana's debut, the band is whatever you want it to be: sensitive piano men, prom-night balladeers, spring-break party people, etc. Like the MySpace quote, the band's polished jangle wants to encompass the world, but sacrifices some flavor in the process.
Augustana fans with an extra-large appetite for the harmlessly generic should show up early for English openers Vega4; they play sleek, zippy pop-rock only a true Britpop aficionado could distinguish from something by Snow Patrol.
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