Unabashed about mining the creative pool that is teen angst, The Pains of Being Pure at Heart sound exactly like their name implies; their songs are wistful, longing, heart-wrenching affairs. It’s a simple formula, and Lord knows that this New York quartet isn’t the first to discover it. Actually, there…
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