Part of me really wants to see how many tennis puns I can get into this post. Something like…
Tennis are a married couples who’ve been back and forth on the blogs for the last few sets of posts. Even Pitchfork have served their music over the net, courting the band with no backhanded compliments, just… I’m out.
Although there’s nothing hugely different about Tennis from the other fuzzed out lo-fi indie kids, I find their songs really capture my mood on every listen. Underneath the blanket guitar and thudding snare it’s just good pop.
Game. Set. Match.