This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Pop goes the twang on Fight Songs, the sophomore CD from this Dallas insurgent country quartet. That’s not fight as in rah-rah; it’s fight as opposed to love.
This time out, singer/guitarist Rhett Miller turns down the cowpunk blare and turns up the wistful melodies, grafting tender Flying Burrito Brothers romanticism on to breezy Eagles riffs, conjuring Flo & Eddie’s harmonies and The Kinks’ twee brilliance at the same time, and spinning unforgettable lines like “I’m leaving myself open to a murder or a heart attack / But I’m leaving the back door open till you come back” in an ode to a lost cat. How can you fight that?
