Big Star

I came of age musically in the 1970s, a nerdy jazz fan whose college friends taught him about rock and pop, from prog to punk. But Alex Chilton's band Big Star, darling of the critics and later generations of garage bands, passed me by. Listening to #1 Record and Radio City today, I don't get what's the big deal. Competent power pop, but dated in a way that some of their more famous peers are not, to my ear anyway... say the Byrds, Creedence, or the New York Dolls. I suppose it would grow on me, if this were 1974 and I had all the time in the world to listen and sing along. I don't.