Alvvays almost seemed too good to be true. The band’s origins on the islands of far eastern Canada were so innocent, their location at the midpoint between Orange Juice and Rocketship so improbable. Bandleader Molly Rankin’s relation to Canada’s much-celebrated Rankin Family folk dynasty explained her penchant for songwriting, but didn’t account for her mastery of the winsome, plaintive methods of indie pop. Alvvays had the C86-inspired style pinned, right down to their bleak sense of humor and fondness for the 1960s. Their signature song was “Archie, Marry Me,” with its poignant, arcing hook and quaint object of desire.
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