Author: Matthew Fritch
Source: MAGNET Jan/Feb 2005
This Seattle band—named after a children’s book (if you can get over Death Cab for Cutie, you can surely give Cricket a break)—leaves no guitar-effects pedal untouched on its debut. Coupled with smothered-in-the-fog vocals, Cricket could easily fall in with the shoegaze ranks; the dizzy-with-distortion quartet is substantially weirder, however, recalling a more pastoral Spacemen 3 or an even sloppier Galaxie 500.