Lower East Side vet Mike Rimbaud took the name of his new band from a set of cute cartoon signs that reminded '50s commuters not to smoke or spit. But it's that dingy, subterranean, through-the-grate kind of glow that informs his scruffy-voiced rock songs, invoking '70s Costello and Springsteen along with an improbable hint of Brazil, the Baiana guitar (a surfy-sounding electrified acoustic). (Kamenetz) Village Voice.

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