Q&A With Tinted Windows’ James Iha

For power-pop junkies, Tinted Windows’ self-titled debut (on S-Curve) ought to feel like the smack addict’s equivalent to China white. Gleefully combustible, intellectually uncomplicated and catchier than anything from Disney’s adenoidal teen-pop brigade, its 37-minute insulin rush is perpetrated by a (sort of) supergroup whose multi-generational pedigree is less odd than it is oddly appealing. … Continue reading Q&A With Tinted Windows’ James Iha