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"Can You Hear The Myracle Brah?"
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1. No More Words 2. First Kiss 3. Big Mistake 4. Tran Sister 5. The Night Belongs To You 6. Angeleen 7. Goodbye World 8. Big Kids Wanna Rock 9. Run The Voices 10. You’re Full Of Strangers 11. A Travelling Song 12. Best Friend 13. Hurry Now 14. Walking On Water 15. You’re My Heaven

Big Mistake

First Kiss

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1) This Is Where We Belong 2) When She Comes Around 3) Climbing on a Star 4) Be Your Lover 5) Hole in My Head 6) Think About You 7) Heedless Headless 8) The Most Important Subject 9) Modern World 10) Rrunaway 11) Go

This Is Where We Belong

Climbing On A Star
"Song 37"

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(1) Song 37 (2) Independence Day (3) The Way You Are


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(1) Song 37 (2) Independence Day (3) Misfortune #1 (4) Theme From Disconnect (5) Superwannabe (6) Kane Wasn't Able (7) Too Many People (8) Orange Shirt (9) Horn Interlude (10) Wasted (11) Nation's Out (12) They Hear (13) Broken (14) Roller Coaster (15) Minimum Mary

Independence Day

Song 37
"Message '78"

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(1) Message 78 (2) Whisper Softly (3) Ever Changing World

"Life On Planet Eartsnop"

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(1) Whisper Softly (2) Action Reaction (3) Good Day to the Night (4) Loli La Letta (5) I'm In Love (6) Carry On The Lie (7) Inside of You (8) She’s So Young (9) Medicine Man (10) Photograph (11) She’s Everything (12) Anything But This World (13) Someday Soon (14) Getting Over Delusion (15) Usual Request (16) Talk To Me (17) Just Because (18) Bitter Thing (19) Machina (20) Love Is (21) Isn’t It a Crime (22) Message 78 (23) Albert Hand

"The Myracle Brah"

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(1) I’d Rather Be (2) Message '78 (3) When She Cries (4) Madaliene (5) Going Crazy (6) Out of Tune (7) Crane (8) She's Gonna Fly (9) Smile (10) Dying 310 (11) Hey Now (12) Inside Those Eyes

I'd Rathe Be

Message '78
"I'd Rather Be"

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(1) Isn't It a Crime (2) Albert S. Hand (3) Does It Even Matter (4) Drowning (5) The Seeds Keep Growing Faster (6) Mr. Tuesday Man (7) Hearts on Fire (8) Faux American (9) Dead Overnight (10) Eleven (11) Treat Her Right (12) Slip Away

Isn't It a Crime

Does it Even Matter
"Isn’t It a Crime"

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"Super Automatic"

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(1) Isn’t It a Crime? (2) Albert’s Hand (3) Message ‘78 (4) I’d Rather Be (5) When She Cries (6) Whisper Softly (7) Action Reaction (8) Good Day to the Night (9) Loli La Letta (10) Madaliene (11) Inside of You (12) Slip Away *Bonus Tracks* (13) The Way You Are (14) Umbrella Girl

  Veteran Rainbow Quartz artist Myracle Brah returns with a sparkling new album. Can You Hear The Myracle Brah? is a set of inspired songs that are packed with melodic color that alternately jangle and rock. Andy Bopp took his time to sculpt an album filled with classic Myracle Brah hooks and fantastic guitar work. There is something for everyone on this new album.

Myracle Brah is the brainchild of Andy Bopp – front-man and songwriter for Interscope Records’ Lovenut. With the mega merger of Seagram’s, Polygram, and Universal, Andy dove into the Myracle Brah project full-time. Myracle Brah is now the primary vehicle for Andy’s expressive brand of guitar pop.

Hailing from Baltimore, MD, Myracle Brah churns out pristine pop with plenty of jangly psychedelic references. Critics have compared the band to a broad spectrum of 60’s artists: from the Byrds and the Beatles to Badfinger and the 70’s Raspberries. The blistering melodic jangle of subsequent releases has hints of Teenage Fanclub, T. Rex, and David Bowie.
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Andy Bopp returns with the fourth Myracle Brah release that builds on the foundation of John Lennon chops circa 1964-1967 and his Beatlesque offspring viz. T.Rex, Badfinger, Raspberries, Big Star etc. Which makes for one enthralling power pop ride!

+ Uncut

(three out of five stars)

Return to form from Maryland's answer to The Raspberries.Yep, it is a groan-inducing name (inspired by a visit to a Soho sex shop which stocked edible ladies' apparel) but Myracle Brah overcome initial preconceptions with an album that returns them to the sweet and sour terrain of their debut Life On Planet Eartsnop, and avoids the cul de sac power pop of last album Bleeder. MB main man Andy Bopp keeps the New England trio at full melodic throttle during 'Climbing On A Star' and the cross-wired 'Hole In My Head', so while they remain a classy tribute band, we can forgive them.

+ Logo Magazine

When and why, exactly, did classic guitar pop find itself written off as power pop? Fair enough, there are plenty of also-rans out there regurgitating early Beatles and Big Star ideas, but the phrase looks more than faintly ridiculous when applied to Baltimore’s Myracle Brah. Yes it’s pop, and yes, it’s powerful; imagine Todd Rundgren writing for a young George Harrison - that’s ‘Hole In My Head’; imagine Matthew Sweet fronting Weezer - welcome ‘Modern World’; it’s even fair to point to the obvious influence of the pre-1966 Beatles, but influences are merely a pointer to the future, and that’s where Andy Bopp is looking. Make up your own dream collaborations, the fact is that Bopp could have worked with any giant of the genre and enhanced their work. His own stuff isn’t bad either.


The latest album from this Baltimore band led by Love Nut frontman Andy Bopp is a first-class effort that combines jangly power-pop songs with a raw garage-rock sound.


Andy Bopp, Myracle Brah's singer/guitarist/songwriter, grins so widely at least 100 pearly-whites twinkle back at you. But hell, he's got a reason to smile. Myracle Brah, once a studio-only side-project, have finally taken to the road to unveil their gilded, power-pop wares to the world at large.

Myracle Brah aren't just the pop academics their accomplished second LP, "PlateSpinner" might suggest. While they conjure up the spirit of bands like The Raspberries, the joyous abandon with which they tear in to the likes of "Eleven" and "Drowning" suggests that while their heads may be in the '60's, their hearts are firmly in the here and now. Yeah. Andy's grinning. But then, so are you.

+ (Canada)

From the fine purveyors of real pop (not the prefab kind, but the stuff usually prefixed by the words 'power' or 'psych'), Rainbow Quartz, comes this collection of odds and sods from one of America's best kept secrets. Just as Klaatu inadvertently pulled the wool over the masses with their debut album ('Is it a Beatles reunion album?'), Bopp and Brah could pass 'Super Automatic' off as the lost Big Star album between 'Radio City' and 'Sister Lovers' - chiming guitars, locomotive drumming, and spiky lyrics sung by a voice that's two parts Alex Chilton, two parts Lennon. If you were one of the few that were heartbroken when the Posies broke up, consider this your cup of tea.

+ Q

PlateSpinner - Second album from the band who remain Oasis-endorsed Cotton Mather's only real rivals.

Myracle Brah are a great act in a genre that simply doesn't sell. Perhaps this is because power pop is a music where execution is held premium and originality counts for little. To wit: "Mr. Tuesday Man" and "Does It Even Matter" sound as if they've been lifted straight from Big Star's second album. Albert's Hand is a mirror reflection of something by Robyn Hitchcock, and signer/songwriter Andy Bopp delivers every lyric in the mid-Atlantic accent beloved of Raspberries, Badfinger and even stadium-era Pink Floyd. This is fantastic stuff for diehard fans of the above, yet the middle-aged rock fan will smile with the knowledge that younger brother finally found his old records.


The glorious past or the evil empire? The dawn of the '70's is now 30 years gone, the war between ancient and modern is still being fought between 2000 A.D. and the summer of '66. Can pop escape from the tyranny of The Beatles? Will it let us go?

Enter Bostonian Beatleniks Myracle Brah whose second album takes us back to that battle between the massed forces of modernity and the People's Republic of Paul Weller's brain. It's chirpy, it's cheeky, and in its twilight world of Dansettes and Chelsea boots, it speaks with the firm belief that punk rock and acid house never really happened.

'PlateSpinner' veers from the achingly sincere to the unattractively smug: "Treat Her Right" has an approximation of the keyboard break from The Zombies' 'Time of the Season' smeared across its middle section. You can take it as a good-humored in-joke if you will, or an open-handed insult if you're prepared to be bothered about such things.

Perhaps Myracle Brah's tragedy is that, after 12 tracks of seamless pasticke, you honestly can't. 'PlateSpinner' does its thang and there's nothing squirreled away among its nut-pile of British Invasion fantasies that threatens to add anything to the sum of human knowledge. Melodies by the bowlful, sure , but since when was that enough?

Important music begins with a blank canvas and not a page from a colouring book.

+ Mojo

PlateSpinner - Second album from Boston's Myracle Brah, still smitten with upbeat enthusiasm and a classic pop perspective. Details at

Originally a tedium-breaker for Lovenut mainman Andy Bopp, Myracle Brah turned into his main squeeze after his first love were marooned in the Universal takeover of last year. Simultaneously, spirited cult acclaim erupted for the Brah's first album, the truly magnificent Life on Planet Eartsnap, and the rest is history. That opus sounded like a fledgling Lennon was rocking out with Dinosaur Jr. on a weekend bender with Teenage Fanclub at their most cuddily. And PlateSpinner repeats the process. On cue, Bopp sings in an enthusiastic swoon. Songs last three minutes and retain a classic posture. And guitars resonate like jittery melody diviners eking out every last smidgen of pleasure from their respective verse/chorus interface. Of course, the album is riddled with affectionate breaks and when a lap steel makes an appearance for "Hearts of Fire," Myracle Brah achieve new levels of euphoria.

+ Mohair Sweets

Bad lingerie joke #326: Uplifting!

Ok, ok, I know it was probably one the Myracle Brah have heard before but it is true in relation to the swirling big guitar pop the guys lay down on this Rainbow Quartz release from 2001. Anthemic guitar lines, determined and heartfelt vocals, spacious arrangements, and crafty tunes combine to make this a fine example and recommended listen for fans of neo-psychedelic power pop. (14 tracks. 42:02 playing time.)


FEATURING: Andy Bopp (vocals and everything else). Live he is joined by Joe Parsons (drums), Paul Krysiak (guitar) and Mario Reirez (bass).

All churning, chiming guitar chords and cloud-troubling harmonies, like someone stole your big brother's Big Star and Posies records and laid them out in a fresh, new order.

"I made the first record in my bedroom," grins Andy. "I had to build a studio in my garage for 'PlateSpinner' (their second album), at my wife's insistence.

Myracle Brah play the kind of music where this sort of information is all part of the thrill.

Andy toils manfully by day with popcore thrashers Lovenut (who once toured with Terrorvision), using Myracle Brah as the outlet for his more tender, personal moments. Lovenut fall foul of latter-day music biz reactions, eventually exiting Interscope Records and entering history, thus giving Andy plenty of time to finally kick Myracle Brah up to full-time status.

"We toured 280 shows last year with Lovenut," sighs Andy. "Ît just never happened for us. And then, after each show, I'd get kids coming up to me and asking if I had any Myracle Brah records for sale."

Myracle Brah deal out flawless power-pop, striking the perfect balance between those two elements. A word of warning, however: here be melodies. Nagging, irresistible ones, the kind you'll find yourself whistling in your sleep.

Like labelmates Cotton Mather and The Shazam, Andy's ersatz pop-perfectionism-on-wax jars brilliantly with raucous, Budokan-in-a-pub-backroom glory of Myracle Brah's live shows.

"If people are gonna take the trouble to come and see you," reasons Andy, "you better give 'em something to look at, rather than bore them with the same crap they could listen to on record at home." Chap.

The name means nothing! "I wanted the band to have an interesting name," explains Andy. "Hell, if we came over as The Carltons or something boring like that, no-one would give a shit, right? We were hanging out in Soho the other day, and this porn shop was selling some gummy candy breasts called 'Miracle Bras!'"

"I'm not a fool, I know pop is all Backstreet Boys and 'N Sync right now," laughs Andy, "but hell, I'm doing what I wanna do. The third album's almost finished, it's gonna rock a little harder, and then we'll be back. People like us here, it's a real warm feeling after 364 days a year of being nobodies in America.

+ MTVAsia Online

In the 1990s, the term "alternative rock" was co-opted by the mainstream, as grunge, ska, punk, and rap-metal became the buzzwords for millions of teenagers worldwide.

The major labels succeeded in hyping up "alternative" bands like Bush, No Doubt, Korn, Offspring, and Limp Biskit, but these were wolves in sheep clothing -- identikit Backstreet Boys with spiky hair, baggy Bermudas, body piercing, tattoos, and skateboards.

Substituting image for content, these bands have conspired with their record labels to brainwash the general public into accepting the idea that alternative music was no longer about melody, craft, and a stand against compromise, but cynical marketing and ruthless salesmanship.

Outer Rink serves as my puny attempt, not to re-claim the term "alternative" (after all this time, the co-option is now total and complete), but to establish a beach head in the fight against ugliness, cynicism, and mediocrity.

So far, in this column, I have endeavored to highlight worthy bands that have not received the full glare of the spotlight they rightfully deserve. Bands like The Waking Hours, The Ernies, Guided By Voices, Porcupine Tree, and Sloan may be fairly obscure to the "boy band" set but I want to extend the Outer Rink further and wider.

To the uttermost fringes of the U.S. underground, where an independent music community that shares a love for that classic pop-rock (or powerpop) sound birthed in the 1960s and 1970s exists and thrives. Where the key words are "middle-eight," "three part harmonies," and "12 string appregios." Where recording on a 4 to 8 track machine at home is not an artistic statement but an absolute necessity. And where bands and artists like The Sun Sawed in 1/2, Chris Von Sneidern, the Rooks, Joe Mannix, the Ghost Rockets (etc.) soldier on for the love of their art.

With a common obscurity, the bands and artists who create their art from this maligned template have forged an identity and presence that deserve attention -- despite the lack of major label interest, radio support, and record sales.

Myracle Brah is one such band. Okay, not so much a band, but the sound and vision of one extremely talented artist -- Andy Bopp.

Myracle Brah: "Plate Spinner" CD cover Bopp first came to prominence in his native Baltimore as the vocalist/guitarist of Love Nut. Formed in 1989 with bassist Dave Vespoint, guitarist Max Mueller, and drummer Joe Parsons, the band made a batch of demos and was soon picked up by local Baltimore label Merkin Records. "Bastards of Melody" was released in 1996 and sold more than 4,000 copies in five weeks and charted in the Top 25 on CMJ. The record was almost immediately picked up by Interscope but was unfortunately caught up in the chaos that ensued as Interscope left the Time Warner fold.

The follow-up was recorded with Ed Stasium and then delivered to Interscope. However, as Interscope were not keen to do anything with the album, "Baltimucho!" was released in 1998 under the powerpop indie Big Deal. Myracle Brah began very much as a side project to Love Nut, as Bopp himself insisted -- "I don't really like to talk about it too much, because I don't want to take anything away from Love Nut." Funny, how things turn out sometimes.

Myracle Brah has thus far released two albums of power pop genius and has still managed to remain unheralded and unrecognized except within the aforementioned community. The first -- "Life On Planet Eartsnop" -- was an extraordinary 20 tracks of unbridled power and ecstasy, as Bopp on a shoestring budget managed to distil and encompass the simple magic of the 1960s evoking The Beatles, The Who, The Small Faces, Beach Boys, The Kinks, The Byrds, without sacrificing an iota of individualism and personality.

The U.S. pop underground embraced "Life On Planet Eartsnop" warmly and held it up as an example of what could be achieved with powerpop even in the final throes of the 20th Century despite lack of industry and public support. The album would top most of the year end lists -- notably on Amplifier magazine and the Audities list.

The quick follow-up "Plate Spinner" finds Bopp having the temerity to actually record in mono. No question of selling out here -- 12 tracks that highlight Bopp's continuing dedication and commitment to explore and develop the styles of the pop-rock medium of 1960s and 1970s.

Unable to shake off the accusations of his music being "retrograde" and "derivative," Bopp's conscience is crystal clear as an intriguing study of how an artist may choose to follow his own muse whatever the reaction from audience and critic may be.

Myracle Brah exists in that special place where all our ideals about artistic integrity, creative talent, and performance craft actually come together. It's not about sales figures or extent of profile after all, it's all about a feeling. And, isn't that what the best music is supposed to do?


You know, some bands just seem to come up with names based out of the JC Penny’s ads in the Sunday newspaper. Like a 13-year-old boy, they went straight for the underwear page, emblazoning the “Miracle Bra” into their pubescent minds. A decade or so later, these early fantasies might result in a perplexing name that evokes a few guffaws or a confounded facial expression. Such a moniker might fly in the world of frat party house bands or yuppified bars where the office softball team knocks back a few. Of course this is all speculation, but one must wonder about a band called Myracle Brah.

The band seems to have come together under the guise of front man, Andy Bopp. The main songwriter for Interscope Records’ band, Lovenut, became the casualty of the corporate merger of Seagram’s, Polygram, and Universal, forcing him to dive into new directions. With the addition of Paul Krysiak on bass and Joe Parsons on drums, he contrived a heavily Beatles-influenced guitar pop band with loads of treble and hints of Teenage Fanclub and the Rembrandts. It would be an understatement to call Treblemaker an incredibly apropos name. This album is about as jangly as they come these days.

There are good and mediocre points to Treblemaker. On a positive note, songs like “When She Comes Around,” “Modern World,” and “Heedless Headless” show reverential deference to the songwriting of The Beatles. If you want to mince words though, it does become difficult to listen to a band in the spirit of the Fab Four without stopping the CD and going back to Sgt. Pepper’s. If you want to mince words further, one might argue that Myracle Brah, even at their best, sound like so many bar bands out there. As such, they don’t wager much outside of tried and true design needed to make the slightly inebriated buy more drinks and head out on the dance floor.

+ Melody Maker

WHO THEY? The wonderfully named Andy Bopp, who was last seen on these shores in 1997, supporting Terrorvision in his previous band, Lovenut.

WHY BUY? As you can imagine, Myracle Brah play (Wait for it - Ed) uplifting music. The saucy, yet can't spell name? "I wanted a new name that sounded like an old one. I changed the spelling so I wouldn't get sued." says Andy. "And it's partly in tribute to (sixties folk-pop heroes) the Byrds' way of spelling their name." Yep, it's classic guitar pop in a Byrds-y vein, via energetic Seventies power pop with gigantic hooks. Think an American Astrid with more bite.

TELL US MORE...The first Myracle Brah album, the tribute to alcohol that is "Life On Planet Eartsnap" was recorded in his bedroom, the follow-up in his garage. He intends to record in every room in his house. BEST LISTENED TO? At Andy's charity festival, Bopptopia. The single "Isn't It a Crime" is out now on Rainbow Quartz. The Album "PlateSpinner" follow on March 6.

+ Express

Isn't it a Crime (Rainbow Quartz) Isn't it a crime to shamelessly rip off the Fab Four? Not, friends, when the result is this fab. The improbably named Andy Bopp is an American fellow who issued to front a band called Lovenut, who split after losing their deal in the wake of Seagram's merger with the Polygram and Universal labels last year. Now, he's devoting his time and not inconsiderable energy to making enthusiastically melodic sounds in the guise of Myracle Brah. Here we find perhaps not the strongest singing voice in the history of recorded sound, but we also find gushing choruses, fluid harmonies, and effortless pop crescendos, making the sun shine through the January gloom for precisely three minutes and 25 seconds. Gorgeous. Honestly. Myracle Brah, that like Wonder Brah, only better? One wonders.


Rather than try to recreate the "history of pop" free-for-all that was Life On Planet Eartsnop (which consistently made many "Top Ten" lists last year - including mine), Love Nut's Andy Bopp uses this side project to further hone a more identifiable pop sound all it's own. Sure, the references are there, but there's a flow here that makes this more than an ...Eartsnop Part II (which would have been an easy laurel to rest on). The result is a more accomplished disc that further solidifies Bopp's place as a preeminent force in rock and pop.

One of the most notable things about Plate Spinner is it's showcasing of what a great rock and roll guitarist Bopp is - a sadly overlooked talent of his. The wild Faux American is testimony to this, as are most any solo Bopp wishes to take throughout Plate Spinner. This CD also contains Bopp's finest vocal performances - whether presented within Love Nut or Myracle Brah. Drowning features a strong vocal, as does the Mersey-shuffle The Seeds Keep Growing Faster. Perhaps best of all is the sonic powerhouse Mr. Tuesday Man with it's drum crashes, great vocal arrangement, and (again) Bopp's string-bending prowess.

Martin Canelli add a lovely touch to the solemn Treat Her Right with his Hammond B3 as does Splitsville's Paul Krysiak with his clarinet on the smooth Slip Away (a wild move, really) and his accordion on the aforementioned Drowning. Bopp gives these songs exactly what they need - no more and no less. The arrangements are wonderful throughout Plate Spinner, really - just listen to the changes on Eleven and the pure pop of Does It Even Matter.

Fast becoming known as one of pop's hardest working and prolific artists - the man's production credits are long as well - Bopp never seems to spread himself too thin. The next installment will likely come by way of Love Nut, and it's becoming hard to believe that it might possibly not add to Bopp's accomplishments. If there's anyone that seems to have a golden touch...

* * * * out of 5

+ The Sunday Times

...Myracle Brah, meanwhile choose to access the same more recent British influences that have made Oasis fans of their Beatlesque lablelmates Cotton Mather or the Shazam. The weird aural cave-in and backwards-noise segue between the perfect powerpop of the opener, "Isn't it a Crime" and the worldy psychedelic stamp of Albert S. Hand typifies the attention to detail that elevates PlateSpinner above usual retro guitar rock.
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