Idolator

Poor Vines. All they wanted to do was entertain the good people with some nonsensical rockers and dreamy psychedelic bubblegum, and all they got was shit because Asperger’s poster boy Craig Nicholls wasn’t the new Kurt Cobain. This article uses them as the prime example of how excessive hype can crush a perfectly charming band (or Gay Dad) almost before they’re out of the gate. In a last-ditch attempt to gain some sympathy for the Australian mushmouths, I’m going to compare their plight to a musician who suffered a similar excess of expectation before people wised up to his sillier, but still genuine pleasures: Donovan!

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