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To liken The Underground West to The Beatles would be an understatement*. That four headed bowl-cut band changed the world of music in a way that every pop-rock band since craved. TUW springs into the music scene now like a matador fights a bull: strong, fast, and proud. No, the lead vocalist is no Paul McCartney and no, the drummer is no Ringo Starr, but there's something beautiful going on in th...e culmination of these people—these musicians—and their dreams. This is a world where bands, especially ones from small towns, don't challenge the system. They're too afraid to rock out, so they do away with masculinity, sweat, and testosterone and opt for accordions and lots, and lots of backstage—goodies—from fans. Then TUW appears on stage and blows your heads off. It's nice to feel anger, lust, and hate all in the same chord. Don't be fooled, this paragraph does not sum up TUW. They're a complicated band with an identity issue. There are times when TUW feels like it is running alongside with the most recent indie trends and putting on skinny Hipster jeans when they drop lyrics like “antediluvian little heart” that send the average listener running to a thesaurus. Then, the lead singer breaks the microphone screaming his “little heart” out during “This Is Love” and rectifies any chance of one believing that this is just another band that spent too much money on shutter shades. Then the punk scene moves in, but they move in for disappointment. There's a punk feel here, but it la