Back in the Generation X boom years of the early nineties, Sebadoh were the sensitive cousins of the grunge beer monster. Perhaps through kidney damage or simply running out of beer, they went on to outlive their Seattle relations. But it was never Sex, Drugs and Rock n Roll with Sebadoh, more heartbreak than heart failure.

Bakesale was the album where they finally got it right. Finding a balance between Lou's stripped down folk meanderings and Eric's scream at the world outbursts, they created a record of low-fidelity pop - catchy riffs one minute, laid bare and beautiful the next, with a fragile soul evident throughout. As ever, Lou's lyrics tell it like it is in the turbulent world of emotional relationships "I'm not a good friend, I'm not a friend at all" providing a soundtrack to a lot of our lives, whether you'd like to admit it or not.