If I'd been reading junk like NME and the LA Times I would've known about the Coco B's already-- but as it is, it was Jim Testa who told me about them, in between writing posts about crappy former fanzine editors. And for maybe once in his life (or maybe twice-- gotta give him a little credit here), Jim is right on the money with this one.
If there's one band that Coco B's remind me the most of, it's Superdrag, although I hear a lot of other bands in them, also (Tommy Stinson's solo stuff, Marshall Crenshaw, even Spoon more than a little bit). If you're thinking, "Gee, why don't you just go post one of your Superdrag CDs then, since we know you've got some, you closet pop wussy," it's because everybody knows that a new band that hardly anyone's ever heard of is always better than the old band that everyone's heard, especially if they both sound alike. That's how backlash works, sucker.
I don't actually own the Coco B's CD yet (the local Starbucks doesn't seem to have any in stock), but here's a couple of songs that I illegally swiped off the internet. I hearby declare that this shit rules, so listen up.
"Access to Numbers"
(these files are now listen-only)