Trying their best to vehemently undo all recent progress in eliminating our country’s tendency for cultural cringe, Adelaide’s Bad//Dreems answer the unasked question – what happens when a mediocre garage band is garnished with a godawful pub-rock vocal style? Infinitely worse than any indie-schlock being pumped out by the national youth broadcaster and not worthy of being muttered in the same breath alongside our noted guitar-pop champions, Caroline is completely irredeemable and beyond unlistenable in every single aspect. This song has left me feeling sick and a little bit depressed. Too depressed to make wordplay about Bad//Dreems being a musical nightmare, even.
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