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In the post-grunge, pre-electronica world of apathetic audiences, flat
sales, and No Big Thing, the pure pop of the Cardigans has hit like a
virus that circumvents all rational defenses and goes straight for the
central nervous system. The lighter-than-air melodies and
samba-inflected dance beats, combined with the unflappable soprano of
vocalist Nina Persson, deliver the punch of some weird amalgam of
Blondie and Burt Bacharach.
In Boston, where the Swedish quintet recently played two sold-out shows at the 600-capacity Paradise with the local trio Papas Fritas, the Cardigans' rise has been so meteoric, that they short-circuited the usual radio market pattern, jumping from modern rock pioneers WFNX 101.7 to top-40 WXKS (Kiss 108) faster than you could say ABBA.
In Boston, where the Swedish quintet recently played two sold-out shows at the 600-capacity Paradise with the local trio Papas Fritas, the Cardigans' rise has been so meteoric, that they short-circuited the usual radio market pattern, jumping from modern rock pioneers WFNX 101.7 to top-40 WXKS (Kiss 108) faster than you could say ABBA.
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