![]() In terms of cutting edge cachet in North Carolina, Chapel Hill was where it was at during the '90s bar none. Props to Discogs for pics of the album jacket. The concluding "Letter" is a self-pitying, naval gazing lament that goes on for six-and-a-half ennui-laden minutes. "Bsusa" consists of Kib uttering the line "He was a butthole surfer" ad nauseam. The most muscular and genuinely passionate thing on here, "My Favorite Song" more or less lives up to it's title. Technically a quartet, W/W often strike me as more of a solo vehicle for prime mover Kib. As a whole, Maybe sounds like it could have been a potential Dox Dixon production from back in the day. ![]() Wishing Wall practiced competent, if not always stimulating strummy guitar pop that skewed slightly due west of the dial. I know zilch about these Hotlanta denizens, other than an ep preceded Maybe in '87. I'm not sure if any of you were "wishing" I would share this, but whatever the case, here it is.
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